“I Basically Stalked Him”: 50 People Share Secrets They’ve Kept From Their Significant Others
Being in a loving relationship sometimes involves telling little white lies. “Yes, honey, the lasagna was the best I’ve ever tasted.” “Of course I love spending time with your parents!” “What pimple? I don't see anything!” Nearly a third of millennials even admit they’ve kept a secret bank account at some point.
Despite the fact that people have vowed to take certain secrets with them to their graves, however, many also have no problem revealing these juicy details online. Below, you’ll find a compilation of these secrets, ranging from wholesome to heart wrenching, so enjoy learning what these individuals' partners will never know and be sure to upvote the admissions you find particularly shocking!
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I knew you were going to propose. You left an email up on the computer where you sent a ring to a friend asking her if I will like it. I immediately close the email and went on about my day. We went on the 2 week long trip to Hawaii. One of the days you told me to dress up and I wore this cute white summer dress. I still remember the way you looked at me. You looked at peace. We drove up the coast to the beach your friend recommended. As soon as we pull in it dawns on you that this isn’t a private beach. It’s pure madness. People everywhere. I saw the look of panic on your face. I squeezed your arm and said let’s keep driving. We grabbed dinner at a mom and pop place and found the most beautiful secluded beach after. That’s where you proposed and it was perfect.
Her mother was interfering in our marriage constantly.
I had an appointment with a lawyer to talk over options for divorce because I couldn't stand it anymore.
Then her mother died suddenly. Heart attack.
After the funeral, things got better...and here we are now married for 3 decades.
She doesn't need to know.
One time I left my younger daughter (middle child) in a hot car and forgot she was there.
My wife and my oldest daughter had gotten out and went into a theater where the oldest daughter had her dance recital. I parked the car about 100 feet away and for some reason, maybe because my wife and daughter got out, my stupid brain just decided to go into kid-free mode.
To say I panicked 10 minutes later when I remembered would be an understatement. I was mid conversation with someone and when I remembered her I just turned and ran. No explanation.
I sprinted to the car, but knowing it was only 10 minutes I knew it would be ok. There she was. A little sweaty, but just sitting there and looking around. Smiled when she saw me.
This memory haunts me. I frequently lose sleep or have to pull my mind off it. The thought of what would have happened and how easy it was to forget her will never leave me. Always double check for your kids folks. Even if you think you’re good or have a great memory.
This is terrifying to me. I have a baby brother and I can’t bear to imagine this happening
When my wife and I fight I go around and tighten all the jars in the fridge so that she has to come talk to me if she wants to open one.
Every pay check I take out $25-$30 in small bills and slip some bills into her pockets while I’m folding laundry. Money is tight, and it’s the source of a lot of anxiety for her, so to see how excite/relieved she gets when she finds it makes me happy
One night when my husband was sleeping peacefully, I attempted suic*de in our kitchen. This was the year after I lost my mom and couldn't handle the sadness, guilt, and loneliness. The bedroom was near the kitchen and the door was open. I heard him sleep talk and he farted while sleeping. It was so unusual and funny that it made me stop what I was doing.
Edit: THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THESE COMMENTS. It's so heartwarming to read them I'm holding back tears. This happened 6 years ago and glad to say that I'm in a far better place and state of mind. Thank you so much everyone!
So glad that didn't go as planned. I'm glad you're still in this world!!
She's only my girlfriend, but I gaslight her to feel better about herself since she was in a very abusive and manipulative relationship for 9 years before we got together.
If we need to clean up her apartment, bathrooms kitchen, car, etc. I usually wind up doing most of the work but when she thanks me for all the work I did I'll respond with something like "what are you talking about, you did almost everything. I was just kind of there."
Thay way she feels like she took care of herself and gains more confidence in her abilities.
Whether it's wrong or not, it seems to be working.
Remember when we were engaged and visited your mom in the hospital, and she let a fart so rank that your eyes watered and we still talk about it 20 years later?
That was me.
That sometimes I stay 10-15 mins in the car before coming up the house.
Not ashamed of it or something but I like some me time to be private and not judged.
Addendum: it's mostly so that the stress from outside I won't bring it to our home. Not good bringing negative energy/emotions when facing your kid at home.
She snores like a pack of bears fighting/f*****g on the lawn, and that after a decade...I can't f*****g sleep when she's gone because it's my white noise.
My grandpa had bad sleep apnea, and my grandma preferred his snoring because it meant that he was still alive.
The “full story” of past traumas. It would break his heart if he knew what’s happened to me in the past. It would spark violence and vengeance in him, poison him inside the way it poisons me. I fell in love with him for the bright light and gentle soul that he is, so I can’t justify showering him with that darkness. He still heals me in his own ways, but I don’t think I’ll ever be able to tell him everything. Sometimes the most selfless thing you can do is gulp your pain so that others avoid suffering the taste.
I tend to just sit in my car for many hours at a time. Last week, I used an entire half a tank of gas just by idling for hours at a time.
My girlfriend knows this, but what she doesn’t know is why I do it.
I have severe PTSD from seeing horrific deaths, being abused in group homes, being abused in mental hospitals, and being made fun of my entire life for having mental health issues.
The only way I can handle it without going absolutely insane is by sitting in my car, listening to music and relaxing. Sounds weird right? Well, my car isn’t just any car.
I got it from my aunt, and she was the one who took care of me as a kid when my dad was absent (which was every day). She took me for drives every week in that car to get me out of the house, and to get ice cream with her and my cousin. This car also has memories of me and my grandpa working on it together, since it’s my first car and I wanted to modify it a bit along with repairing some stuff on it.
That car holds so many special memories and it all comes flooding back when I sit in there, so I feel a whole lot better when I come inside my house or when I call my girlfriend. It’s a coping mechanism, but I don’t want to tell my girl because I don’t want her to worry about me
Why should she worry? You're doing something that brings peace to your soul. I think if you expanded a lot on what you have told us about the good, not so good, and the bad you have experienced, you would have a book that might become a blessing to other people.
I'm glad he cheated, and thought the grass was greener (during my terminal cancer diagnosis). Wish he didn't lie about it. But, the genuine relief that he is someones else problem after nearly a decade is priceless! Bless.
Early on in our relationship, I made breakfast for my then Girlfriend and her kids using some pancake mix she had in the pantry. After making the pancakes and serving to them, I went to mix up a little more to make mine...and I realized there were some maggots in the dry mix.
They were pretty much done eating, and telling me how good they were...I decided that ignorance was better than telling them. Taking that one to my grave.
My sex drive is waaaaaaaay higher than his. I want it 3 to 4 times a day, and he only really wants it 3 to 4 times a month (related to meds and mental health). He knows I'm always down when he is, but he will never know how often I have to take care of myself, and it's mostly caused by him being so God dang sexy all the time lol
Question for the guys (Yeah, I really need your honest input): If your girlfriend/wife has a very low libido, especially from childbirth trauma but also by not feeling that turned on anymore, would you still think she should put more effort in to keep up with you, even when she doesn't want to? (I'm asking cos my ex was an a*****e who kept wanting me to please him every week when I was only in the mood maybe a few times a year. Could be more than that but he sapped any joys of sex out of me with his mocking me to his friends, his sick humor and "mansplaining" my own body. But I've also heard other women say sex is the most important thing to a relationship and she should go along with it even if she doesn't feel like it.)
How we really met…
He thinks a mutual friend decided to play matchmaker, which is true, but not the full picture.
A friend of mine sent screenshots of my SOs dating app profile saying “I’ve just found your future husband” some light googling led me to discover we shared a mutual friend, I spoke to him and he played matchmaker.
6 years later, I’m never telling him that I basically stalked him first…
That your mum, contrary to what I’ve said before, is truly a boring idiot.
Edit: I did not expect anyone to upvote this. Hopefully, the wife did not learn to use Reddit in the past few hours.
They didn't forget to buy them at the grocery store.
I, in fact, at 2 am. Ate the entire package of oreos.
That I left the Nintendo Switch you gifted me on a bus. The Switch that you see me using is a replacement that I bought on ebay.
That I chipped our wonderful granite quartz counter (that he picked out) and filled it with white putty. I will take this to my grave.
She doesn't look better with those eyelashes
That I farted and him checking the entire house as well as asking the neighbors if they smelled anything because he thought “it could be a gas leak” was a waste of time.
This woman and I worked together for about 4 months before we told each other that we had mutual feeling for each other. On our 3rd date I went back to her apartment, she asked me to stay the night, very little sexually happened as we wanted to take it slow, in the middle of the night she rips this loud fart (I’m a very lite sleeper) we’ve been together/married for 17 years now and she still farts in her sleep but I will never tell her.
My wife thinks I quit the Master's program at University because I was having an affair with a Professor's wife (this was before she and I met). In actuality, I had to leave town because of my connection to a murder.
This all happened 25 years ago, and everyone else involved has since passed away.
Omg! I think this guy was my manager! No joke, had a boss with the same story. Owners let him go very quickly when they found out. Not because of the connection to murder, but because he didnt disclose prior to hire. Some of my coworkers were uncomfortable with it but i, as an ex-con myself, wanted to give him a chance.
He sounds like Dennis in It's Always Sunny: "I was a person of interest in those cases because I'm an interesting person "🤣🤣
So "dead" gets censored but "murder" is not viewed as trauma-inducing?
Doubtful it has anything to do with actual involvement. Who would admit something like that in a forum like this? Could’ve left town because of a threat from the perpetrator because they saw or heard too much. Could be in the Witness Protection Program, even if only because they’re related to a victim or witness—-or even the perpetrator and could’ve been the one who turned them in to the police—-so can’t tell her about their real past. We need more context for this.
I hope he's not guilty. If so, then he should do the right thing and turn himself in.
I'm guessing the sleeping with the wife was true and then she was murdered by his professor... But was briefly a suspect...duh duh duh.
I guess the only thing you should worry is if you did the murder. (did you?)
I sincerely hope he and his wife got the counseling they needed to deal with this painful chapter of their marriage. If not, I hope he has the courage to come clean and do something that is markedly different from what he’s doing now.
Did the same thing. But the murder was suicide and cops refused to believe it.
That I’m sad all the time and nothing I have tried to fix it works. That I wear a mask everyday to everyone. That no matter how hard I try, I constantly compare myself to others.
That I'm the one who calls her every year and sings her happy birthday in a funny voice. If she's figured it out, she'd probably say that's what she'll never tell.
That my wife is convinced I cheated on her in the past and I’ll never be able to convince her otherwise even though I never did, we are still happily married with a kid and house.
But that little bit of doubt she has about me/us kills me inside.
I love you Lauren
One more as to not be so depressing is, I still love her and that I find her more gorgeous every year we are together, she just keeps growing into the person (mind and body) I knew she would be all those years ago. I can’t tell her as she would just assume I’m being silly but seriously I only notice her in a room full of people as she is my everything
I know who it is that keeps messing with the thermostat. IT’S ME.
My mother-in-law came to visit us and she and my wife were home when I arrived home from work. Apparently her mother was not feeling well because she was taking her temperature. When I looked in the medicine cabinet I realized that the oral thermometer was still in the cupboard and the a**l thermometer for my son was missing. They look very similar and I suggested to my wife that we needed to mark one so no mishaps would ever occur. My wife told me that I was being ridiculous, so I didn’t because I know the difference between the two, butt oh well!
I knocked the TV off the Ikea kallax shelf. I was walking quickly with the laundry basket half on my hip and knocked into the shelf. TV came tumbling down and landed upside down on some shoes. I guess the shoes cushioned the fall because the TV works perfectly. My husband has told me a thousand times to slow down so I won't bump into things, which I do often. I will never tell him that the TV fell from five feet and it was totally my fault.
I also accidentally popped a leg off of my mother in law's antique queen Anne style vanity/dressing table. It has seven other legs and I wedged it back in place. No one knows or ever will.
That one time when went camping for 3 nights I left the garden hose on at home full blast and we got a $700 water bill.
That I pooped in the ocean while snorkeling off of Hawaii. And that was the reason for all the beautiful fish swarming around us all of a sudden (bon appetit dear fish!) Yes, indeed, it was magical.
I always think that one day he'll leave me. That at any moment he'll find another woman and leave, and he's going to leave my heart broken into a thousand pieces just like it was before I met him.
I feel better knowing I'm not the only one who feels this way in a good relationship.
I failed school, I had to take a basic education course before getting into uni and that it took me 8yrs to graduate from a 3yr degree
That I never have had a legitimate orgasm with and/or due to another person. I am 100% capable of achieving orgasm by myself. I even came close once when using toys with my SO. But, something holds me back.
If I never do have a legitimate orgasm during sex, I wouldn’t be mad. I still crave and enjoy sex a lot. But I believe that if I were to admit this to my SO, it would hurt them.
I feel this so much. Men don’t realize….men are like light switches, flip the switch and they’re always turned on. Women are like an iron. It takes a long time for the iron to heat up.
I saw on the call display that the jewelry store was calling. I let him answer it. He immediately left to "run an errand" and came home and took me out skating, where he romantically proposed on a frozen pond under a flood light on a February evening. We'll be married 20 years this year. I can't tell him I knew the whole time. I just can't.
ETA: we had gone a few weeks before to pick the ring out and we had talked in depth about getting engaged. It wasn't a complete surprise. But he did want his proposal to be a surprise and it really was special, even though I knew.
Sometimes when I shake the kleenex outside, the spider isn't in it
When he’s sleeping next to me and snoring I’ll stick a finger in his open mouth like I did just a minute ago.
that I kinda really want some big surprise / romantic gesture, something really thoughtful and maybe even cheesy, even if I know they're not into that themselves really. but i am, and it would be nice 🥲 I don't wanna ask for it outright tho, because.. I know it's not their thing and I don't want them to feel forced. I get shown love in other ways and I'm still happy with that
that it did, actually, make their butt look big.
If I ask my partner this, or if something suits me, I expect honesty. None of this complimentary lies nonsense. Through this I've discovered yellow doesn't suit me but cold greens and blues really do. My makeup and clothes pop, I feel great, and when I get compliments from my partner I know he really means them.
I actually feel so much worse (mental illness) sometimes than I let on. I am medicated and see a therapist, but it isn't always enough. He works so hard and has so much on his plate. I don't want him to feel bad because often there's nothing he can do about it.
That for my 40th bday I was pretty let down. I planned a nice family trip for her 40th and we had a separate celebration with her family and friends. I told her that she didn’t have to do anything for me, because she’s forgetful type. I don’t hold it against her, I love her of course. I said it just to kinda cushion the fall if she didn’t plan anything, the day came and went and it was a quiet home celebration. I don’t ask for much and even this I’ve let it slide, honestly over time I don’t even care about it anymore, but if I had to be honest it was a letdown at the time.
I know you’re only with me because you’ve settled down. I know I’m just the “safe” option.
My love for fanfiction. It feels really stupid but I don’t know why I don’t want to talk about it. I’ve been reading fanfiction for 15 years+ and sometimes write in my spare time to this day. He knows all of my other secrets, my deepest insecurities and he’s never once ridiculed me or been anything but supportive.
I slept with the singer of Disturbed back in the day. I NEVER want my husband to know. No offence to the poor guy, but it’s hella embarrassing. My husband would never ever judge me on my sexual history, in fact he’s never really asked. I just fear if he knew, every time he entered me, he’d hear that stupid sound from down with the sickness. This is my shame.
That i didn't actually like her when i said i did, but it was the best lie outcome ever.
For context, one day we are playing truth or dare and I said truth. She asked me who I liked, and i didn't have someone so i just said her. 4 years later, i love the hell out of her.
Edit: She recognized my username (it's my Youtube name) and i now know she has a Reddit. Are you proud of yourself OP? Naw she's actually really blessed.
One time i thought I locked my keys in the car.
(They were in my pocket. Yep. I figured out halfway through and by then i decided to die with this secret. Sometimes I detach the ignition key off my huge keychain to make it easier and I peeked through my car saw the keychain and didn't even check my pockets and just assumed I left all my keys in the locked car. Stupid.).
we had to walk 2 miles to her friends job up a hill in super cold windy as f**k conditions, in like flip flops and definitely not suitable clothing, and then we got a super awkward drive to her house from her friend, then we had to drive 30 minutes to my house, get my spare keys, go back, and give the other dude some gas money.
It took us like 2 hours and we were both exhausted and wanting to go home at the start of it and then I had of course to drive back and drop her off and then get gas and then go home. Lol.
Someone I know once locked their keys in their car. Had to wait downtown quite a while for a locksmith to arrive. Wasn't cheap. Finally got in car, discovered passenger side window was open the whole time. (I realize this story sounds made up, but if you knew this person you would not question a word of it.)
How many women I have had sex with. My fiancee is not usually jelous but she cant cope with me having a past so she almost exploded when she got out of me that I had like 7 when in reality i got more like 30
That i have extreme sexual fantasies and kinks because he’s honestly really innocent. I know he’d try the things I’m into just to make me happy but I don’t want him to do anything just for my pleasure
I sleep better alone than with her (she loves sleeping together).
Edit: wow, so this blew up way bigger than I was expecting! Will provide more context for my case:
Although I haven’t told her, I believe she suspects it, because she has been making suggestions such as sleeping more at my place (we don’t live together at the moment).
Usually, we pick up 2 single-person mattresses (don’t know the exact term for it in English) and push them together on the floor. We have separe blankets. I’m really sensitive to heat and hardly feel cold, whereas her it’s the opposite: she feels cold frequently, sometimes even when I’m hot, so compromising a room temperature it’s often complicated, especially since she sleeps poorly when I turn the fan on.
I believe my problem resides on (1) sleeping in a different place (even if it’s my room, it’s on the floor, it’s different), and (2) temperature. If it’s cold, usually it’s better, but when it’s hot… it gets rough. Either I get bad sleep due to heat, or she gets bad sleep due to the fan turned on.
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or unhealthy, if your in a relationship you should be communicating with them clearly, not hoping they just telepathicaly know.
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My secret is, I desperately want my husband to put a baby in me. I went through the menopause when I was 30, nine years before I met him. I've never wanted children, ever. We both joke about how cool our baby would be but then say having one at our age (mid 40s) would be a terrible idea. He has two teenage boys from a previous marriage and had a vasectomy after the second son. He doesn't know how it actually physically hurts to see him with them (don't get me wrong, I love seeing them together) because I know he'd make a great father to our kid. People always said to me that I'd change my mind once I met the right person and I always told them they were idiotic. Nobody will ever know that I now think they were right.
When I need him to do a task that I can't that he has been putting off, I know if I start doing it, he will come and do it for me. "You shouldn't be doing that" or "you don't know how to do that". My kids taught me this when they were pre-teens. It works so well I reminded my now adult daughter of this and she was able to get her husband to do a thing he had been putting off.
or unhealthy, if your in a relationship you should be communicating with them clearly, not hoping they just telepathicaly know.
Load More Replies... My secret is, I desperately want my husband to put a baby in me. I went through the menopause when I was 30, nine years before I met him. I've never wanted children, ever. We both joke about how cool our baby would be but then say having one at our age (mid 40s) would be a terrible idea. He has two teenage boys from a previous marriage and had a vasectomy after the second son. He doesn't know how it actually physically hurts to see him with them (don't get me wrong, I love seeing them together) because I know he'd make a great father to our kid. People always said to me that I'd change my mind once I met the right person and I always told them they were idiotic. Nobody will ever know that I now think they were right.
When I need him to do a task that I can't that he has been putting off, I know if I start doing it, he will come and do it for me. "You shouldn't be doing that" or "you don't know how to do that". My kids taught me this when they were pre-teens. It works so well I reminded my now adult daughter of this and she was able to get her husband to do a thing he had been putting off.
