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32 Anonymous Confessions That Are As Dark As They Are Honest
Some secrets feel too heavy or too risky to ever say out loud.
But what if you could share them anonymously, with no consequences?
That’s exactly what these Redditors did. From morally questionable choices to oddly surprising confessions, they revealed the darkest truths they were finally willing to admit. Scroll down to read their stories… and add yours to the list if you’re brave enough
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I'm a 6'2, broad shouldered and big chested dude but just want to be held and told its gonna be ok.
I’m a remote worker and I work about 25% of the time, and have gotten away with it for three years. They don’t pay enough for what I do, so I adjust my work ethic to their desired pay level. I used to go above and beyond in my position, but every evaluation I received, “meets expectations” rather than “exceeds”, so I decided to lower the effort to match the evaluation as well.
My brothers and their wives are not good with their money and don’t expect to have anything to leave to their kids. There are four kids between them. I’m single and live simply. My will states that they each get 1/4th of my estate which should be over $200,000 for each of them. And my brothers don’t need to know that. I’m also the youngest.
I once faked a pregnancy to get a man to leave me alone. He panicked, ghosted, and blocked me everywhere. Worked better than any breakup speech I’ve ever given.
I’m going to die on my state senators front lawn when they cancel disability here in America.
Growing up there was a church whose bell tower was directly across from my bedroom window. I got tired of getting woke early on Sundays so one day I climbed up the bell tower and took the clapper out of the bell.
Whenever I call in "sick" with a "migraine," it's really because my mental health is so bad that I can't face going in that day. I hate that I have to lie about it, but it's hard to call in and say "hey boss, I'm extra depressed today.".
I battled depression for 20 years and spent nearly all of it s******l.
I finally got therapy and on anti depressants and started feeling better.
My life is wonderful now, but I still think about s*****e almost daily and I'm too ashamed to tell my spouse or therapist because of how proud they are.
I don't think I'll ever go through with it, but it's still always there.
Sometimes I pretend to be asleep just to avoid dealing with people, even the ones I love. It's not about them, just me needing a break from everything.
One time I bought an ice cream cake from DQ and asked them to write “Happy Birthday Hannah” on the front. I dont know a Hannah, I just really wanted ice cream cake but wanted it to seem like there was a reason for buying a whole cake.
I was a jailer for nearly 20 years and left because of severe depression, anxiety, and burnout. One of the main contributing factors was that so many inmates that I had known for many years were getting out and immediately ODIng due to f*ntanyl. There were a ton of guys that I had tried so hard to help and be supportive of and they were all dying.
A jerk cut me off in line while buying coffee. He paid via tap and left the counter without completing the transaction for tip. The person manning the register turned his back for a second. I subtly clicked 25% for the jerk when no one was looking.
I faked a pregnancy and abortion to get out of an a*****e relationship. Parked outside a hospital for hours as my location was constantly being stalked. It worked.
I was 16 he was 20.
I had a really intense crush on a coworker at my last job. I have a long-term partner. I felt terrible about it (still do) but I couldn't control my feelings, just my actions, so I stopped interacting with him entirely. But yeah the crush was still there.
I’m a jacked construction worker 💪 and sometimes ..just sometimes when home alone and the sunset hits right….. I like to close the fridge door with my hips 🤭.
Saw a co worker messing with an office key lock of a really s****y boss we had, I saw the s****y boss walk toward him, I intercept and k**l 5 mins so he can escape.
He added tuna juice [very little] to her keyboard.
Working remote consists of me saying "i'll have this done in a few days" and doing whatever I want for 2 days. Then sending an update on the 3rd day, "will have this done by end of day" and finishing it in about 2-3 hours.
When I was sixteen/seventeen I was a gun runner... Between Mexico and Texas. Then after getting shot at. I decided to find a different line of work.
I'm in my late 50's, and I have recently acquired an a*******n to French house music.
Nobody, but NOBODY can see me bopping around my basement workshop to this.
I lost my childhood best friend because I developed feelings and wanted to become more than friends. It didn’t help we were both male. It nearly destroyed me. No one really knows what happened between us.
Me and my mom went to a psychic medium. I went first, and during it, I mentioned the name of my grandma that goes by a very unique nickname: “Geegee”
Then my mom went. This b***h a*s psychic medium MENTIONS the same Geegee as if she just presented herself from beyond the grave.
My mom was STUNNED.
she comes out, and asked me if I had mentioned her.
For whatever reason, I said no
My mom then tells my dad, who is now hysterically crying, in absolute awe that his mother attempted to communicate with us.
My parents have been telling this story for YEARS 🥲.
I've hidden so many medical conditions and a disability for so long that I'm now in too deep even though things are finally taking their toll on me.
I've dipped my toe in that water and got hit with the ol' "making excuses."
I'm the boy who never cried wolf when I should have.
I’m not always pooping in the stalls at work. Sometimes I’m just playing on my phone or want a moment to avoid my job.
My sister who is four years older than I am drew my Fire Prevention Poster when I was in fourth grade and I won grand prize in the poster competition! There was a trophy ceremony at the firehouse and everything. The girl who got first place ribbon was in my class, she knew I couldn’t draw for s**t, she didn’t say a word! I’m so ashammmmmmed .
I've been calling into work a lot for being sick. I even made up a story about how I have chronic stomach issues and sometimes can't come into work.
I'm just an alcoholic and I call in whenever I get hungover, that's it. I normally wouldn't feel bad, but this is actually a great job, so now I'm regretting everything.
I can't eat just a single ice-cream mars bar - they're too small, if I eat one, I gotta eat a second.
I think most of my coworkers are extremely uninteresting/boring. If I said that to their faces I’d be an a*****e, so I sit and listen to their stories.
When I was a kid, my parents sent me to catholic school. As part of our confirmation, we had to write something we did as a good deed. So I put the biggest crock of s**t that I could think of at the time . I said I cleared out a drainage ditch in our neighborhood that was blocked by ice/snow after a huge snowfall. The snow was melting causing flooding due to the blockage and water was rising to the point it almost reached some houses. I proceeded it by saying some old man came out and said God bless me for what I did.
The kicker was the priest read in front of everyone some of the stories/deeds during mass the following week. Mine was picked and people were coming up to me saying how proud they were and I am a true follower of god …or some s**t like that. My mom and dad took me for a an ice cream sundae after that mass.
I often thought that my parents knew I was lying and took me for ice cream for s***s and giggles.
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