People Are Sharing The Things They Regret Finding Out, And Here Are The 30 Juiciest Ones
InterviewPeople often say they prefer to know the truth. Honesty is one of the top-rated characteristics in a successful relationship, for example. At work, too, people want to know if they're doing a good job. One survey found that 88% of employees would want to know if their performance is poor.
But do we actually want to know the truth, even if it's a hard truth? Henry David Thoreau summarized his two years of simple living in the conclusion of Walden: "Rather than love, than money, than fame, give me truth." So, some prefer honesty above all else.
On the other hand, as Lizzo poignantly truth hurts. These people certainly know, as they shared some wild stories of finding out something they later wished they hadn't. The stories came pouring out after one netizen asked, "What did you regret finding out?"
Bored Panda reached out to the person who asked this question, u/Jimbobsausage, and they kindly agreed to have a chat with us. Read our short conversation below!
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At the funeral my aunt told me that my brother was really not my brother. My parents took in the son of a family friend when I was 2 and raised him as their own. When I was 12 and he was 23, he was hit and killed by a drunk driver. I was crying and my aunt told me to stop being a whiny baby and that I have nothing to cry about because he isn't even your brother. I looked up to him and I loved him so much. I miss you Russell. No matter what, you are my brother.
Edited to let everyone know this happened 40 years ago and I am okay. The b***h is dead. She got cancer and she did suffer and I did not go to her funeral.
A brother who's adopted is still a brother. Just like an aunt who's toxic is still, unfortunately, an aunt.
He was there for your entire childhood, so he WAS your brother! You may not have shared DNA, but you shared your lives. Which is more important? That nasty aunt DID have your genes, but that was all. Nobody with any love for you would treat you like that when you were only 12 and grieving for your brother! I'm happy that you got to spend 10 wonderful years with your big brother!!!❤
Family is who you love. I am in painful mourning for a dear friend this week who I adored with my whole heart for 13 years. I felt 💯 safe with his family, one of maybe 5 people in my entire life I trusted and loved without fear. This was not a romance, His wife and I were pals, too and we all met up for meals occasionally. We adored getting a chance to work together. I have related to people close to me how very gutted I feel, I lost a soulmate. But the answer is "we all lose friends." I have, too. But this time I am truly hurting and people deflect your feelings and blow them off. This is why I don't trust people with my heart.
He was your brother know matter how he came into the family. He was lucky to have you as his little sister ❤️❤️.
The inspiration for this thread came from u/Jimbobsausage's own experiences. "I started to pan over life and started to realize all the drama I've been through and what I regretted finding out that added more drama." The Redditor says that's what prompted them to ask other Redditors about the things they wished they could unlearn.
"I found out that the skin disorder I have could be caused by cancer," u/Jimbobsausage shares with us. "But I'm checking to see if that's the case." For now, the netizen hopes for the best and awaits further testing. We here at Bored Panda all wish u/Jimbobsausage gets only the best news!
Triple whammy. My step mom was a raging alchoholic. My dad worked on the north slope (alaska). He was gone for 2-6weeks at a time.
She would spend the whole time he was gone absolutely plastered, and she was not fond of me living there. When I was 14 and she was p**s drunk and mad at life, she told me that my dad wasn't my real dad. That my mom was a cheating s**t and he took care of me out of pity. I called my dad after I got her to go lay down and he admitted it was true.
2 years later she killed herself by taking a ton of morphine and chugging a few fifths of vodka. I didn't think it was intentional but her sister came and handed me the suicide note where she said she was killing herself because she hated having me in her life and couldn't be with my dad without having me around. My dad didn't talk to me for 8 years after that.
I tried to go live with my mom afterward, and she said I couldn't live with her. She admitted that she was addicted to meth and couldn't support me and her habit. She died 6 years later.
Edit* for people's peace of mind, I'm in a much better place in life currently. I. I'm doing much better, and I've built myself a nice little life. While not flawless or without my own share of mistakes, I'm proud of what I've accomplished and how far I've come. Me and my dad have a much better relationship. Before my mom died, she got sober for nearly a full year. She was well enough in her recovery to meet my children before she passed and spent that year being the world's best grandma. Thank you all for the care, concern, and well wishes.
You are a survivor. Such trauma. I hope you can live the rest of your life in in peace.
You know the OP will never see this?
Load More Replies...Her sister was an a$shole. You don't share a suicide note with the person it blames.
Messed up people who never got help & don't know how to cope with their own issues, so pushing the blame onto someone else is easier than accepting it as your pown issue.
Load More Replies...You are such a strong person. Your step mom is evil to write that letter. Nobody committs suicide because there is a child in the house. She had her own demons as you probably know by now and would have done it anyways. She was thinking that it would justify or just one last evil thought. Idk. I am really happy for you that you have a happy life now. Addiction transforms people into something that they weren't before. It's like they have their own personal demon attached. I am very happy your mom got sober before she died. It does suck that other lady couldn't get sober and mental health healing as well. You are a warrior.
my wife works in OCS here in Alaska and unfortunaltely this scenario is very common
I am so sorry for your loss, but it warmed my heart, the the ending was a positive outcome❤️
Your *DAD* didn't talk to *YOU* for eight years? Holy c**p. I'm glad you turned out okay but damn, you poor kid.
That if I don’t initiate contact with my friends they would never reach out or message me ever.
It is a relief. They don't have to pretend they care and i dont need to rip myself apart for fitting in
Load More Replies...I find we need friends that suit us. I have wonderful friends and we know would do anything for each other, but we will go for years without speaking only to pick up exactly where we left off. OP clearly needs more than that though, so I certainly wouldn't be a good friend for her! I just personally don't need a lot of contact.
I am learning that people won't phone me back or have time to go out / meet up but will say they miss me. So I'm waiting for any one of them to suddenly realise I have withdrawn and tell me they have missed me before asking if their phone broke. I am slowly just sinking into a life of solitude without the people who claim to be friends and family.
I am there now and my heart goes out to you. The only time my "friends" talk to me is if they need something, otherwise I am invisible.
Load More Replies...If they're not willing to initiate contact, they aren't your friends.
I'm bad at making contact, but that doesn't mean I'm not loving and missing and thinking about friends or that I wouldn't be there for them in a heartbeat if they said they needed me. Some of us don't have the skills or mental/emotional energy to reach out as often as we think about friends and that doesn't necessarily mean we don't care
Yes! Some people can't reach out because of anxiety, low self esteem, or they just don't have any spoons to do so. I am often the one that reaches out and l can tell they are my friends by how excited they are to spend time with me and how they treat me when interact. Don't judge people without trying to understand all sides.
Load More Replies...The answers in the thread ranged from serious confessions about family members and dark secrets to more whimsical ones like 'Santa is not real.' u/Jimbobsausage tells us they were expecting more serious answers when they posted the thread, but they were fine with people being funny as well. "The funny ones were funny, and the serious ones were serious," they simply say.
The netizen says the most relatable answers to them were the ones about finding out something shocking about a family member when they pass away or learning that the people closest to you don't actually have your best interests at heart.
My best friend growing up got cancer and died at age 27. My husband was deployed to Iraq when she died, so I basically had to deal with it all on my own.
I had taken all my vacation time from work to travel back home and lay with her in bed during her final days. She didn't leave me anything in her will, but left everything to our other best friend - which is fine by me, but weird under the circumstances. I went through YEARS of struggling with intense grief.
About 3 years after her death, my husband broke down and told me they had slept together the year prior to her death, which was 4 years after our wedding - where she was the maid of honor.
I called a couple friends to confirm, and it turns out she had nonchalantly told EVERYONE.
I don't know which I regret more - finding out that my husband slept with my dying best friend OR finding out that our "best friendship" was a complete sham.
I got over my grief real quick after that, but I feel absolutely robbed of years of what I held close as good memories.
I would have loved to have you as a friend! You are so deserving of better people.
Load More Replies...You certainly got the better end of this deal. You were a true friend to both this girl and your husband. Nobody can take that dignity and selflessness away from you. People own their own actions. Yours were loving and kind. Exemplary . Not knowing about their characters is no reflection on you. Stunned, yes. Broken a bit, maybe. But never stained by the audacity of two such unconscionable individuals.
Imagine laying there dying next to someone who really loves you and has always been there for you, knowing you betrayed them. It couldn't have been a nice way to go.
...You probably didn't mean to make me feel better about the situation with your comment, but you did.
Load More Replies...No matter what happened, you have a wonderful love in your heart for being with someone who is dying of cancer. Always keep that love. It is something beautiful and precious. Do not let her actions prohibit you from always having that type of love. Do not let anger consume you either. That anger will rob you of any goodness. Free yourself from being the victim.
I always feel that people confessing to their partner that they have been with another are selfish bastards. What is the point of hurting your partner that way?
Don't be lonesome; my "best" friend helped my husband cheat on me with other women. She and I were related to each other, but she kept me in the dark for months.
That the law protects the wrong people in the worst situations.
The law protects the rich* people in the worst situations.
Remember the Golden Rule - "He who has the gold makes the rules."
Load More Replies...The law protected my rapist more than it did me. I was 6 he was 17 and they cut him a plea deal admit to it sign all the paperwork and u will sit in jail until 18 and u are free and this was back before pedophiles had to register. So it's not even on his adult record it was sealed when he turned 18
My daughter's abuser also basically got away with raping her multiple times; she was 11, he was 44 and a family member. The police were fantastic, really compassionate and supportive of her, and collected a lot of indisputable evidence. This POS wouldn't come out of his house when they arrived to arrest him, until they had me call and threaten to call his mother. He sat in jail for 9 months, and then got to plead to Endangering the Welfare of a Minor because the county DA missed deadlines and just generally f****d up. No registry, no trial, just 9 months in county jail. He moved out of state and tried to get a job in law enforcement. He's an attorney now. That county DA did not win reelection the following year. I hate them both. Pedophiles get away with their crimes way too often. I'm sorry this happened to you, and I hope you've been able to heal somewhat from this trauma.
Load More Replies...My ex husband (we were married 38 years) stole my phone and car keys, beat me up, and then got a restraining order against me because he got to the magistrate first. He had a minor bruise from my self defense. I was black and blue all over, but the arresting officer nor the judge cared. In my state he who gets to the magistrate first, get the restraining order.
I once lived in a bottom apartment that shared the front porch with 3 other apartments. One night I heard my neighbor screaming on the porch. When I went out, her boyfriend had her pinned in a chair and was punching her. I called 911 while yelling at him to stop. Cops arrived within 2 minutes (tiny village and police station was 3 buildings down) and SAW him hitting her. They pulled him away and told him to go back upstairs, and then told her to find somewhere else to go that night. When I protested, they said it was self-defense (he told them she had hit him first). She had a split lip and a bruise starting on the side of her face, and they SAW him punching her, but when your mommy is on the town board of supervisors you get to go sleep in your bed and try to recover from an imaginary slap while the real victim has to find somewhere else to sleep at 10pm. They told her she couldn't stay with me because she hit him and he needed to feel safe. F**k those cops.
Load More Replies...Law exist only if you can afford it. This is why justice is carrying the scale, whoever put more money will get the sword, and she is blind and won't see anything else
Many laws are meant to do the exact opposite: protect the vulnerable, be it children from adults (predators, child labour,...), consumers from companies (food safety, quality management,...), pets from humans (animal protection, rules on adequate animal housing,...), employees from corporations (OSHA, employment protection,...), and so forth. Only: that protection has a negotiable grey zone (because you can't pin every eventuality into one law), which is the no man's land where lawyers live off navigating between the landmarks. Since the "wrong" people generally have more to offer than the vulnerable, and lawyers need to make a living (or aim to make bank) money often influences cases to the benefit of the greedy more than the needy.
Any ordinary American citizen would be stewing in prison had they done what Trump did. No POTUS should be above the law.
That there are people who genuinely had a happy family. My family always fought growing up so I just assumed that everyone else's did too and then they played nice in public.
I visited my college girlfriend's family and they were genuinely happy to be around each other and were interested in how each of them were doing. I thought they were putting on a show for me since I was there... but when I asked her later about it - she seemed shocked and informed me that it was normal behavior and sure enough... each additional time i was around them it was the same.
I remember being so jealous at the time and it took me a while to reconcile that my own family was toxic.
I am one of those people with a happy family. The heartbreaking thing was coming into my teens and learning that my family is not the norm. Most families do not love and care for each other the way my family does.
Same. Stable upper-middle class with two parents in a nice neighborhood with good schools. Everyone else was just like me. We moved when I was 15 and met a girl whose family life was pretty rough. Filthy conditions, abusive father, indifferent mother. I was horrified after my first visit to her house and my mom and I had a talk about how different families might live. I ended up calling CPS (Child Protective Service) on them, with my mom standing by in case they didn't believe "a dumb kid." My friend's doing spectacularly well now, and we're still in touch almost daily.
Load More Replies...I grew up in a household that was like that, nice and happy on the cover, but with an abusive narcists alcoholic dad. My parents constantly fought and finally got divorced when i was like 16/17. I am making sure my son grows up in a happy environment, who knows it is normal to have disagreements within the family, but not ok for them to be abusive or violent. I do not want him to grow up like I did. I let him speak his mind with me about disagreements, because children are allowed to have their own thoughts and opinions, and he is allowed to have bad days and want to just be left alone sometimes. I hate that so many people hold kids to a higher expectation than adults with that stuff and that they aren't allowed to be mad, or have breakdowns or cry.
I can't fathom liking let alone loving my parents. They make my life hell and due to the economy I can't get away.
I'm number 6 of a Irish Catholic family..Fighting in my family was a FOOD GROUP. If we weren't yelling, our parents worried. I love my remaining brothers and sisters with my very fiber..but I still yell at them.
I was very jealous of my partner's relationship with his parents. Sadly my family relationships were mired in psychological ill treatment particularly from my mother. My dad was often away on safari but he too got the same treatment. My sister went along for the ride. After my father died I cut ties with the pair of them. Refused to go to my mother's funeral. Life is so much better without them in my life.
I remember telling someone casually about my childhood and being met with a shocked "But...but...that's child abuse!" And your pointis? Hollywood didn't make it up, guys, it exists.
I grew up thinking we were a happy family. Obviously I was obliviously stupid. My brothers didn't like each other. My parents were abusive, mostly to them, but very cold and unemotional. Except for anger. I look back and can't believe how blind I was and how many illusions I had have been shattered. My oldest brother still manages to disillusion me occasionally even after all these years.
the combination shame and anger and guilt you feel when you meet happy families and resent them a little bit because you don't get to have that is so friggen painful.
My mother plays favorites...I'm not even her favorite son, that would be my BIL.
This is me, constantly being surprised when people have families they genuinely like and enjoy being around.
Interestingly, this is the second thread of u/Jimbobsausage's we're featuring on Bored Panda. Previously, they asked other Redditors about the pettiest revenge that they're proud of. This time, their thread did even better, as it currently has almost 2.5k comments and over 6k upvotes.
But it doesn't look like u/Jimbobsausage is chasing any Internet clout. "It's whatever, honestly," they tell us. All in all, the Redditor is just happy that people are engaging and talking with each other in a civil way.
I regret finding out that 'ADULTING' isn’t a temporary phase but a lifelong sentence with no chance of parole.
If you feel that way, then it is a lifelong sentence. At 63 I've never been happier, so they feeling is not universal. Much of how you look at it is just what you choose to focus on.
I've never been happier at 70 years old. Widowed for nearly 45 years, and I never found another one as good as him. I found one friend fifteen years ago who recently passed away, and I miss her so much. We just clicked as friends. I loved growing up and discovering how to be an adult, how to deal with things, each thing made me stronger. Being alone is not being lonely. I've had a life that I'm very happy to have lived, no regrets. If you ca'nt be happy without someone else, you'll have the same problem with someone else.
Load More Replies...There's a Family Circus comic where one of the little boys is sitting on his bed in his underwear. The caption is "You mean I have to get dressed every single day for the rest of my life?"
Yes, we thought being an adult meant nobody could make us do stuff we didn’t want to! Then we discovered that it meant WE had to make ourselves do stuff we don’t want to!
Load More Replies...Oh, no. You get to take breaks from reality, and since you are an adult, no one can stop you! Watch cartoons! Blow off work! Go swing in the park! Walk in rain puddles! Leave dirty dishes in the sink overnight! Live!
As an adult you have the freedom to make bad choices and good choices. Just make good choices and you should be ok for the most part.
I am also 63 Papa. And I say it can certainly have to do with the hand someone has been dealt. As a 63yo female, I have most likely earned half of what you have during your life, resulting in half the monthly social security payment you receive or will be receiving. Being bi-racial back in our day, that resulted in another lower rung on the ladder. Baby boomers who did not have the white picket fence experience are constantly being slammed because the younger generations see someone like you as an example of how it was for all of us. I'm hoping you're happier because you mentor and support younger folks and give something of yourself to those who have it harder than you did. That makes me happy! I don't have a lot, but I make up for it by sharing my wisdom and experience.
I don't know why anyone would be under the impression I make a lot of money. While I haven't worked for minimum wage for a very long time, I am far from wealthy.
Load More Replies...I saw a Bored Panda recently that was talking about the downsides to being an adult and the one that stuck with me was that once you're an adult, you have to decide what's for dinner every single day for the rest of your life. I thought that was funny at the time but I haven't been able to stop thinking about it... ;~)
I was actually thinking about what to make rn 😂
Load More Replies...Whatever gave you the impression that it was a temporary phase? Seriously?
My mother moved back to her home country when I was 9. I was always told she could never come back to my country due to visa/immigration issues. She confirmed last year that this was not the case and she could come back any time. I realised she chose not to. Ouch.
May be its not about the child and that she had to take that decision for some reason.
Load More Replies...This makes me irrationally angry. I'm not able to have kids, and people like this pop out children and treat them like garbage? :(
I don't want kids, and I really wish I could give my uterus to you lol (if that's what you need)
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Finding out the one i loved had someone else in his bed almost every week.
Just end things and leave, don’t cheat for months and months..
Same thing happened to me. Not every week, but eight different guys in a two year period. And I had told her that I would leave if she did. So she lied. And then she wanted to get married. I asked her straight up did she ever cheated on me. Her answer was NO. Then three weeks after getting married , she tells me the truth. The first words out of my mouth was a sentence I thought I would never say: I want a divorce!. Messed me up for a long time!
Someone like that doesn't want to end things, they want everything they can get
u/Jimbobsausage believes Internet spaces such as r/AskReddit can be a great outlet for people to vent their woes and frustrations. "It's better to tell your personal stories to an un-opinionated stranger, who you won't see or hear from again, than it is to those closest to you. That extends [to] family members as well," the netizen adds.
At 35 I finally realized I never had parents, and to this day don’t have a support system. It’s just me out here on a big rock floating through space. I have people in my life, even a girlfriend , but nobody ever feels close to me.
You do have people (your girlfriend for example) but you need to learn to let them in. Because you didn't have parents, you probably don't know how to bond. But you can still learn!
Absolutely true! But you do know that the OP will never see this, right? It's just stolen from Reddit.
Load More Replies...I will forever be grateful for meeting my best friend at kindergarten and that we are still close at 30.
I'm with you. I have several that have been friends for 50+ years, and one more than 40.
Load More Replies...I am an abuse survivour. You are typical. WE are untrusting, hard to love, emotionally damaged. I had the ultimate abuse, tossed at 18 1/2. I was alone, but a cow-orker took me in for the summer. I went up from there. Still damaged but healed and scarred. I have few friends and my wife of 38 years. We are interdependent as she is schizophrenic and I am a giver. I broke the cycle of abuse. I am alpha and she is compliant. We have a great life I let very few get close at all
I LITERALLY have no one including family even though I've tried so hard 2 make new aqantenes. I'm BP so my craziness must ooze from my pores. I guess people can smell the crazy
You learn something new every day, cuz the day you don't is the day you die, usually cuz what you didn't learn kills you.
People will treat you better when you have money.
But as soon as you run out of $$$ they treat you like you're the arsehole who forced them to ask you to loan them $$$ and then they find (make up) excuses to not pay you back
No matter how good or kind or decent you are, people will make snap judgements about and condemn you and assume the worst of you.
Unfortunately a trait many people have. Some more, some less. Pull your head out of your a*s and just chill.
So true, sadly. Especially when it comes to those miserable people who just wanna find a reason to judge and hate everyone they see. They actively look for flaws and faults in others constantly.
This is true. We do tend to go by first impressions, but most of us learn to look beneath the surface in time.
When my grandmother died my mom had me send her ( my grandmother's) engagement ring back to her second husband's family. She had it for 25 years, so it was a bit of a project but I did it.
When my mom passed away 2 years ago I found my grandmother's will. That ring was the only thing my grandmother had left for me. I always wondered why she left me out of her will because we were so close.
That's heartbreaking... what was the point of lying about who the ring was for?
I'm going to put on my rose colored glasses and believe that the ring was a family heirloom from 2nd husband's family. Mom believed the ring should be returned, but Grandma refused, and left it to OP specifically to spite Mom. It had nothing to do with Mom's relationship with OP.
My mother took all the money my grandfather left for me according his will after he passed away and spent all of it traveling for years to Europe with her boyfriend and living in fancy hotels. When money ran out she committed suicide and the boyfriend kept all her bank accounts, her car, the family jewels my mother never wanted me to have because was young and single and even took away all the cutlery and the bathroom accessories (where towels and higienic paper rest) and took all the debit and credit cards for emptying all bank accounts. Some weeks later i found out she gave my house as a credit guarantee and i ended paying more money than buying another house myself. So yes, mothers can be very cruel and unloving individuals. I don't miss her
My grandmother willed me her ring and when she died my Aunt who was her executor called me and asked me if I knew where it was!? I said no Nana said you'd know where it is. Now that Aunt is deceased as well.
My aunt told my cousin and I that the rings we were each inheriting had been thrown out by my grandmother before she died (her engagement/wedding rings and a pearl ring, all real). Coincidentally my other cousin, her daughter, has "new" rings that are exact twins of the rings we were supposed to receive. I have no idea if this aunt is still alive or not, since I stopped speaking to her about 20 years ago.
Load More Replies...Wow. I was specifically excluded from my father's will, but I never expected anything in the first place because we had zero relationship due to his abuse. I can't imagine being so close to a parent and finding our after they pass that there was apparently a huge problem I didn't know about.
Um, wills are supposed to be read out loud in front of anyone who is mentioned in them and all bequests honored; anything else is highly illegal. Dunno who broke the law but someone did, big time.
From what I understand, that almost never happens except in movies
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That the stench we’ve been smelling on my block in the middle of 100-degree weather was not in fact a possum, but rather, my neighbor- dead in his backyard for over a week.
Wow, I'm way too nosey for one of my neighbors to die outside without me noticing, but the strange people across the street had their grandma die in their house and didn't notice she was dead for three days.
My neighbor has severe M.S. I didn't see him put out his garbage cans for 2 weeks so I started to get worried; thinking I might have to call the Sheriff for a welfare check. Instead, I called another neighbor who has his contact #. He was in Texas on vacation. I didn't want to be 'that' neighbor, but in hindsight, I should have done something sooner. Glad it was just a vacation getaway.
I hope the young woman in the picture here gets money every time it's used, which is pretty often.
I keep thinking the same about the tired nurse in crocs plonked on the sofa, and the sad teenage girl sitting in the door (or window?) frame.
Load More Replies...Where I live in a busy part of centralised Bristol we look out for our neighbours. I went out to the doctor. My dogs howled. My lovely Somali neighbours came round shortly after I got home to make sure I was OK. I watch out for my frail 80's + neighbour who's grasp on reality isn't great plus she finds dealing with bureaucracy difficult so I help with forms, explanations etc.
That some parents do not love their children. That hurt me.
I'm that kid. My mother did not love me at all, to the point that other relatives would tell her to be nicer to me.
Some people have very little capacity for actual true love. I am sorry for what you went through.
Load More Replies...My mother was and still is a sociopath, can't pick your blood. They all suck on her side. Tried to marry me off at 16 to 42 year old man in Greece for some land. I went to my principal, she threw me out. Never needed parents, she did such vile horrible things. Let my brother get molested by many men. Would called him a "little fa650+" when he told her to stop. Hate her guts🤢🤬 I suspect that's where all the cash I found came from. Sold him😥
My adoptive mother was a horrific person. She mentally, physically and verbally abused me. She never once said - "I love you" after I was maybe 8-9yrs old. I had had been very ill as a baby with TB and she did adopt me, I'll give her that as well as her making sure I knew my Heritage as a Native American Indian. But her making fun of my legs? "Omg a pig could run between those!", "You'll never be a ballerina" because I'd been very ill and my legs never grew straight. Then pushing me harder and harder to... I came 14th in the UK at 100m backstroke. Had potentially been able to go to the Olympics. But my patella broke which effectively ended my swimming career. I was actually kinda glad. No more pressure, no more... Just all day every day "Be the best!", "You're ruining your life by going to your friends birthday party!", "You only got 3 A's, 5 B's and two C's for your GCSEs!"... With help? I emancipated myself at age 15. Left. Got through some higher education but money... Tuition fees.
But my life, such as it is now? I don't regret leaving. I have various life experiences and I will always try to help others if I can. I've been in horrible situations and if I can help you? I will because I know what to do... I may not have much but I'm willing to share what I do have.
Load More Replies...With Roe v. Wade overturned, there's gonna be multitudes of unwanted and mistreated children coming soon.
And this is why you shouldn't just have kids because "that's what you're supposed to do"
Only some very few parents actually love their children.. and the majority of adults hate children
It's so sad. When I look at my children it almost hurts with how amazing and cute and loveable hey are! and just them being them! I can't stop loving them. They are the best people in the world!
Over heard my best friend being asked why they let me hang around them. Their answer was it was out of pity.
WHAT THE F*CK? You have to get new friends. You are wonderful and deserve friends! Real Friends! GOD I hate people. They are so mean!
That was a nasty thing to say, even if she was just covering up. But no one should be afraid to let the world know they are friends.
That Jehovah Witness are a cult, was a hard pill to swallow, but no regrets leaving that life behind.
Believing a mythical entity is going to take care of you just because you follow *his* rules is the height of toddlerhood.
Nope. People love to throw that 'cult' word around but it is not accurate. Very strong beliefs that you may not agree with does not equal cult.
JW is an extreme example and follows the BITE model to a worrying degree, and is therefore a cult. I'm not here to s**t on religion, but JW seriously is LEGITIMATELY a cult, based on OBJECTIVE criteria like the BITE model.
Load More Replies...I'm amazed by how many posted such negative views of religion. That's what's become of this country and it's very sad.
It's because religion should be an intimate and private thing. Not something to weaponize to justify bigotry.
Load More Replies...Been one all my life. Never witnessed a brain washing session or anyone locked up against their will. There are no weird secret rituals or ceremonies. You're free to come and go as you please. We view Jehovah as God Almighty and Jesus as the head of the congregation and King of the Kingdom. We don't baptize babies. You only get baptized if you want to and know you want to live by Bible standards. There is no "head of the church" or "prophet" who knows all and says all. We believe in modern medicine and education that will make you a productive citizen. We pay our taxes, don't get involved in divisive issues, or try to impose our opinions on others. We just try to live our lives peacefully and try not bother people too much. You don't want to hear the Good News of God's Kingdom? That's OK. Just bid us a good day and we'll do the same. There's no secrets here.
I have family who are/were. And one good friend who is. Booting people out who make mistakes, being imperfect humans, is not what Jesus would do. Making them confess on platform to all elders and congregation. Serves no purpose other than to humiliate. God alone knows our heart state and true repentance. Modern medicine excluding blood donations and receipients. All Elders are still solely male. Women have to obey men. Ministry could arguably be imposition of opinion. To the nth degree, blood family **should be ** cut off if not in the truth, in favour of spiritual brothers and sisters. I envy people who have faith. It gives them strength. But so much of the dogma is not 21st century relevant.
Load More Replies...The day I remembered I was a boys guinea pig.. My mother ran away from my father with a truck driver, and for the sake of anonimity, I will be calling him John. John lived in Illinois, with his son. I was 6 years old. We stayed there for a year until I was 7, and in that timeframe my mother was the breadwinner. She worked, and he did not. This worked out because someone was always home with me. What my mother didn’t know until she came home early one day is that I was thrown in mud. The dog she got me was tied to a telephone pole by his son to antagonize me, blame me, and I’d get beat. His son fed me cat food when I asked for cereal. John would send me to neighbors houses to steal things from them, or their lawn. I got caught stealing a turtle someone had in a box outside. When I came home, he told me to “go get it back right f*****g now.” Point here is, for that year of my life there, I suffered abuse, neglect, and many other things. My mother came home early one day, and caught him throwing glass at me. Fast forward to being 21, last year, I was in the car with my mother, and he became a topic. I had been in psychotherapy by now for multiple reasons, developed schizophrenia, clinical psychosis, anxiety, you name it, my father, r*pe, sexual assault, my d**g addiction, and alcoholism, (I am both sober from both currently.) Along in this conversation my mom mentioned his son but she said son(s). For the next part it’s important I mention that in psychotherapy, I unveiled that I was sexually abused as a child, but I never remembered, or knew who, or why. I was confused, and she went on to remind me, and it was then that everything flooded back in a rapid unstable wave. John did have two sons. The other son SA’d me, and my brain had completely blocked him out for 15 years. I started incoherently screaming feeling this, remembering this, I almost crashed the car. I wish she never spoke of it. I could have gone my entire life never remembering it. It now sticks with me.
I am so sorry you had to live through both the abuse and the memories.
As someone who has seen this happen to my own sister, I understand just how powerful the brain can be. My sister's brain blocked out 2 of her 3 abusers from when she was a pre-teen.
I can't count the number of times I have seen a news story about a single mom whose boyfriend was arrested for abusing her child and the mom claims to be completely unaware until the guy gets arrested. Moms out there - your first obligation is to your child not to "having a man in the house". I have a good friend who did not enter into a relationship until her son was a young man because she did not want a stream of men passing through her son's life, she is happily married now and her son met and married a wonderful woman as well.
Better to remember and learn how to deal with it. It is in the past and you can create your own life. Sorry for what happened to you, unfortunately it happens to a lot of people.. It takes time, but you can learn to create your own life, find your own people, and be happy.
"Developed shcrophina (sp) serially?! U can't develop sch....(sp)
The secret life of rock stars. Growing up, it was nice just to see them as rock stars. Social media ruined everything.
Most of them are addicted to alcohol and various d***s. Johnny Cash once rued that he had to take sleeping pills to sleep and amohetamines to wake up. He was also addicted to other d***s.
I know I shouldn't, but my dirty brain always converts d***s to dïcks. It kinda amused me to read the rock stars are addicted to dïcks, and that Johnny Cash was addicted to other dïcks.
Load More Replies...Me finding out a couple days ago Steven Tyler had adopted a 16 year old girl so he could legally take her across state lines as his "wife" and forced her to have an abortion. He was a 28 y.o. grown asss man and no one batted an eye, her mother actually sign her over to him ffs.
Yeah, I lost respect for so many actors when I found out what they were really like. Can't watch their movies anymore because they repulse me so much now.
Agreed. There are some movies that I would likely enjoy but some actors now turn my stomach.
Load More Replies...It seems like fame does bad things to people's brains. A few famous people keep their feet on the ground, but way too many go off the rails.
Probably the type of personality that genre of work attracts. Like millionaires, they don't get there by being nice.
Load More Replies...This was known LONG before social media. It's more interesting to search for musicians that don't have horrible secret lives. Try reading about the lead singer of The Offspring, Dexter Holland. He may not be perfect, and you may not like everything about him, but he's got his shìt together.
It's hard to listen to classic rock nowadays knowing that a bunch of rock stars were pedos. Even if the girl is 18 and they guy is 30 is still weird, c'mon people.
But, it also let us know that many have stable families, homes, and a whole life.
this though. cause so many of them are such dickheads i can hardly stand to listen to their music anymore. never go down the rabbit hole
I love The Smiths' and Morrissey's music but can't listen to it now because I found out what a huge a-hole Morrissey really is.
Santa is not real and my parents have real names. Been a s**t show of reveals ever since.
It took me a sec, but I think they're making a joke that their parents' names are not actually "Mom" and "Dad".
It's the same with teachers. I remember one teacher saying to another something in a corridor once (I was about 7) and it was the craziest revelation. She wasn't Mrs Smithson she was ALISON!!
Load More Replies...I ran into one of my daycare kids at the laundromat. She was so thrilled! She helped fold my clothes, which was sweet. She wanted to help me load the car. I told her to go ask, because I didn't want her aunt to think I was trying to kidnap her. So Trixie hollers, "Aunt, can I go with Teacher?" Aunt was shocked (as was everyone else there), until I explained Trixie just wanted to help.
Told my toddler my name and she told me I was lying lol no its not, you're Mommy
oh kiddo you should not be on this thread, there's a lot of incredibly dark content here that children should not be reading
Load More Replies...I killed myself for soooo many years, went through hell to afford nice Christmas's for my 5 grandbabies. I kept them believing in Santa for years after most kids stopped believing. It's one of my greatest accomplishments in life that they have so many good memories to fall back on when things get rough. Once you stop believing in Santa everything just goes straight to hell lol
I always knew my parents' real names, because I heard them call each other by their first names all the time. Did a lot of parents just call each other mom and dad in front of the kids?
My grandmother's parents locked my grandmother and her brother in a room and starved them when they were little, and my grandmother's brother died of starvation at the age of 9. Idk How my grandmother survived and grew up.
I knew someone in county jail who did this to her kids. They came out white, and the boyfriend was black. So she locked them up in the closet. She kept appealing her sentence with every loophole she could find, because she knew she'd get killed in prison. She'd been at the county jail for over five years. I don't know if she ever got moved to prison or released or what. She was in the jail when I got my prison transfer.
I found out that there was a rumor that I had SA'ed someone in high school. I found out about the rumor almost 8 years after I had graduated. This person that was the apparent victim in the rumor is a friend of mine. She didn't start the rumor. She was just as shocked as I was to hear it. We still talk to this day, she's a wonderful person but can't figure out where the rumor came from. Even though its obviously not true, it still bothers me 10 years after I found out. Because I know theres at least someone who thinks I'm some sort of monster.
I (M) had a female friend in our late teens. Nothing romantic ever happened between us. She started seeing another lad, who was an acquaintance of mine. She told him that I had tried to force myself on her, and he threatened to hurt me. Severely. I don’t know why she did it, as I never spoke to that “friend” again.
I would have confronted her in front of her partner. (I am sure you did what was best for your peace) What madness this is, blaming you for SA.
Load More Replies...This happened to me. I'm 14, female, and I used to live in a city with about 100k people. I was sexually involved with a kid at me school, which I deeply regret. My school had about 300 kids, k-8. They told everyone at school that I sa'd them, and even spread it to all the schools around us, meaning almost everyone there my age thinks I did that. The worst part is that I have pocd, and my brain makes up memories, and now even I think I did that, and I can't get away from it and I don't know what to do because now I just feel like a monster lol
That kind of rumors are really frightening, because maybe it will catch up with you when she is not around to refute it.
My mom is Borderline & NPD, and when I was a kid, she’d tell people repeatedly that her kids were mean to her. I didn’t realize that she was doing this, but her friend would say to us, “Be nice to your mother,” and being a pure soul, I never suspected anything and would smile & say, “OK!” I loved my mom blindly, as small children are apt to do. Really interesting how mentally ill people’s brains work—she was actually the abusive one, raging all the time for no reason, and I’m an empath who always tried to be helpful & considerate. It never hurt me that she did this—I didn’t take it personally, since it wasn’t true, but the psychology of this phenomenon fascinates me. How twisted someone would have to be to claim that they’re being abused, simply to gain attention (i.e., narcissistic supply), since they can’t get it any other way. Her husband was abusive, and I guess because she was completely codependent, it was her way of justifying staying with him.
That's horrible. People have had their entire lives ruined by someone spreading lies like that. And it's made it so much more difficult for people who really were SA'ed.
You should read the novel Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage by Haruki Murakami. It deals with similar themes.
When I found out a friend I grew up with had died. Then sat down and counted on my fingers how many people I grew up or went to school with are already dead. Jeez, I'm only in my 30's. Stop dying already people.
This thought gets me regularly. I'm 40, and yet several people I went to school with - including my brother - have died or are seriously ill. It makes me reevaluate life when I complain about the little things, and it certainly makes me grateful to be in a position to be losing my hair and getting some middle aged spread because some of those I went to school with were never afforded that opportunity.
The worst thing is i can't stop thinking that other people die and i have to continue here for years and years and years long... Why is it not me that fatal accident I see in the news?
Load More Replies...I am 40 now, and many of my friends are dead, thats just natural. What always gets me is that three of them died from violence, bleeding out in my arms / close to me. I had a lot of survivors guilt to manage
hehe, wait until you get into your senior years... It's called life.
You expect it at that point in life though. Still not easy, but it's more expected. When you're young you don't think someone around your age is going to die,.let alone multiple someones
Load More Replies...Wait until you hit 63 and realize that you have buried your mom, your best friends, and your ex husband. You do have two grown kids, but one of them never talks to you since she moved out. How do you start all over now, looking for new friends and another love?
My sister's two best friends since primary school died in their twenties. One of them had a ruptured aneurysm. After two months in ICU she woke up without remembering even her own name. She died a couple of months later while she was being operated on to try to prevent another ruptured aneurysm. The other friend was killed by an accumulation of CO2 due to structural defects in his brother's new flat, which let the gases from the boiler in the basement escape into the flats above. Both were extremely intelligent kids, enthusiastic and hard working. They had dreams. It's very sad.
Same happened to my friend recently. I'm 32. He was younger than me and lived clean and healthy and was happily married. Just went to his celebration of life memorial last week. Then I see people who live recklessly, and I can't help feeling that that just punctuates how unfair it is.
When I was in 6th grade, math made me realize that I had averaged loosing a loved one every 14 months of my life. Stupid math.
Way back in the day, I searched my name in my long term girlfriend’s gchat log. I quickly found a chat of her and one of her friends discussing how stupid I was for not realizing she cheated over the summer, and how sick of me she was. Ouchy.
When you feel the need to spy on your SO, I'd say the trust is long gone already..
I dont get why these are "regret to learn" thats something that hurts but way better to learn and dirch the garbage
The horrors of war. I would've been much better off if I never gave it serious thought. Now I feel furious, miserable and completely powerless every time war is brought up on the news, which is quite often actually.
Bluey is so much better than any level of the news, local, national, or international. I don't care if we're watching The Creek episode for the 47th time.
Load More Replies...I know many of my family members who were in the military feel this way, and I've seen how it's affected them. It's something you never forget.
Most likely more like "not my problem". And for most people it luckily isn't. I've been avoiding watching and listening to the news for the last ~2 years (I still catch the general drift of things, because it's unavoidable), because every time I do I'm fit to punch someone or bite the table from frustration that people out there are hating and kiIIing each other over greed and other stupid reasons I can't do a bloody thing about - and that many people are idolized for it. So I avoid the topic - maybe OP will, too, in the future.
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Finding out someone died when I thought they were just living a great life.
Happened to me with a neighbour in India while I stayed abroad, my neighbour was a very old but healthy and happy man, and one day out of nowhere he died of heatstroke and I didn't find out until I went back and didn't see him six months later. Absolutely heartbreaking for anyone who experiences it, hope it gets better for the poster.
Oh man, heatstroke would be such a heartbreakingly unpredictable death. So sorry.
Load More Replies...When planning a high school reunion a few years ago, we went looking for a classmate nobody could remember having heard from/about since the 90s. (We went to private school with fairly small classes so this is pretty unusual…) After during some research, we learned he had died on 9/11. I felt pretty bad that it took me almost 20 years to find this out.
My friend and I went to our 10 year reunion learned that a younger classmate that was in band with us had died in Afghanistan after 9/11. We weren't that close to him but were still a little sad about the news. A few years later, we found out that he was actually alive. I have no idea if we just heard the wrong name or what.
That I had a 21 year old son that I never knew about and that his mother told another guy that he was his father. I regret finding out because all it did was cause drama and hurt in between multiple families.
*Edit - I've seen a lot of the same questions and just decided to add the answers here:
First I have not met him yet, so far he refuses to even meet me or his half brother. He was severely angry with his mother for hiding this for so long and said to her, "I don't care who he is, my dad is the man who raised me, he's my father and I don't want to ever meet that other guy." I've seen pictures of him and he does look like me and like his half brother, but I have no idea his personality or if we have similar interests. I hope someday we can meet him.
Second, I only found out when she got scared when she learned that I did the [Ancestry.com](http://Ancestry.com) DNA test to map out my family tree and she knew her son was about to do it as well and that the truth would come out, so she told me and him in advance of finding out by matching.
Third, she told why she didn't tell me, but first the backstory. This was a fling I had when I was 21 with my next door neighbor who was 33 at the time. I knew her my whole life and always thought she was hot, but she became attracted to me when I got into college, as I got in really good shape physically. I saw her checking me out on multiple occasions and got a chance to shoot my shot one night when my parents were out of town for a week (I was still living at home) and she was always outside working in her garden, so I flirted, invited her over and with some convincing she did. We pretty much slept together every night that week and she told me she was on birth control and stupidly I believed her. What she didn't tell me was that she already had an "arrangement" (here's where it gets weird), with a guy from her work that they would have a child together. She was very independent, didn't ever want to get married, but wanted a child, so she apparently found a guy at her work who was in his 50s and well off, who agreed to give her a child and co-parent, as well as provide everything financially to raise the child. I only heard about this "arrangement" from my mother about a month later when she apparently told them in conversation about this "arrangement" and that they were actively trying to get pregnant and that she might already be (she was). I honestly was suspicious if he was mine, but brushed aside those thoughts since she told me she was on birth control and would have been pregnant by then (which she was, but was lying). She told me the reason she never told me is because I was young, hadn't started my career and didn't think I was ready to raise a child either financially or emotionally. She also was embarrassed since she knew my parents for years, knew me since I was young and didn't want her father or my parents to find out. Also, since she already had started talking to this guy about that arrangement, when she found out she was pregnant, she immediately said "yes" to him and started sleeping with him right away so she could say she was pregnant as soon as possible so the timeline wouldn't be too suspicious. Apparently she kept him from the doctors appointments, so he just had to believe whatever she told him.
So....she lied to me, she lied to the real father and had another man raise and pay for our child his whole life. So understandably the son, the father and I are all very angry with her, as well as other family members.
I guess I don't blame the son for not wanting to meet OP. Apparently he has a good relationship with the man he thought was his biological father and he doesn't want to mess that up.
Yeah, I don't blame him. He's still a kid trying to figure things out, which can be hard enough on its own. But now to add all this??
Load More Replies...That's perfectly valid and understandable. That sounds very twisted and selfish of that lady. Sorry you have to go through that
Meeting with ex - We were together at the time - at her place spontaneously. I know when she gets home so I figured I'd surprise her, take her out to do something, etc.
She didn't get back. Unexpected and unusual, so I waited around across the street. In this situation I know better than to text and create push-back on any clue of her whereabouts. This type of unusual is *that* kind - the gut feelings and the sudden shock.
If I did anything to imply I'm around, she may not have shown up. And thanks to this, she showed up.
In a dudes car, 2 hours later. Dropped off, and lied about who it was. Her friend Jane isn't 6ft with a beard and glasses and definitely isn't a dude.
I regret having to see it. I'd rather a break up or a clean, no cheating, in person conversation.
Imagine people ending relationships responsibly. What a crazy world it would be.
Just another reason to never bother with a relationship. F**k that b******t.
Load More Replies...Cheaters bleed over everyone else's life. Into their business life, into their friend's lives, and of course, their children's and their SO's. There is absolutley no way I would ever stay with a cheater, because they lie to you every single day. That's who they are.
My sister and I are adopted, one day our adoptive father decides I took too long in the shower and went full ballistic rage about how "you and your sister are useless go back where you fkng came from!"
Only went downhill from there haha
Edit: typo.
Awwwww that's atrocious! What a way to find out you're both adopted!!! I feel for you 🤗🤗🤗
they're really nice! me and my twin sister sadie love mommy and daddy! we actually share this account. which is why there's 2 dogs! im the yello 1!
Load More Replies...In some cases, sure. But not in all cases. I know plenty of people who are adopted, and everything is just fine.
Load More Replies...That my dad refuses to get a job because then he'd have to pay child support. I wondered why it was such a big deal since I thought he only had one kid after my mom left him. He had 5 others with at most 4 different women.
That when my mom and dad were going thru a custody battle for me and my little brother, my dad was only really fighting for my brother and when asked what about his daughter he said "I've raised her".... I was like 14, almost 15. Thanks dad.
Overheard my best friend in HS talk me down to a girl I was interested in. We had been best friends for years. Never had a best friend since.
Found out my wife cheated. Immediately filed for divorce and kicked her out. I told her, her only options are to be homeless or the guy she cheated with can take care of her... now she's homeless and I give zero f***s.
That my dad wasn’t my bio dad.
Dad cheated on his wife with my mom (she says she didn’t know, idk). Dad and the wife had a son, my half brother. Dad left them to be with my mom and with me. It didn’t last - He was an abusive POS and my mom ended up getting full custody when I was in middle school. When he died I hadn’t seen or spoken to him in 10 years.
Then about 10 years after he died, I do an ancestry DNA kit and don’t see anyone on my dad’s side of the family. I texted my half-brother asking if he’s even done one of those kits, and he sends me to his maternal cousin who handles all the family genetic stuff. And the three of us discover I don’t match with any of them.
I felt horrible, like I ruined my bro’s family and for what? I wasn’t even his dad’s kid. We haven’t talked since. I don’t know if he holds it against me or not, but I can’t make myself contact him again. I feel too ashamed.
Then found out that my bio dad was a bartender my mom worked with. He SA’d her one night after work. It traumatized her, so she put it out of her mind and made herself forget about it. Suddenly she’s pregnant, she assumed it dad’s and everyone is excited, they’re gonna be a big happy family.
But what dad neglects to tell her is that he had a vasectomy and knew the kid wasn’t his (I know it’s still possible to conceive after, but he knew).
So then he spent the next 12 years torturing me and my mom knowing fully well I wasn’t his daughter. He even told me one time. He was angry at me, saying I told the family court judge lies about him (I didn’t), and I remember he scoffed and said “Why do I even try? You don’t have a drop of my blood in you anyway.” I was probably 8 or so, I just thought he was being mean.
When I found my bio dad, I didn’t know what he did to my mom yet. I emailed him, tried to get to know him. But he ended up being a jerk, unsurprisingly. He started raving about how much he hated women in one of the emails, which I said made me uncomfortable. Then I wasn’t able to respond to an email for 10 days, so he emailed me again and said “idk why you bothered coming into my life just to leave me again”, told me to never talk to him again. I replied just once to basically say “I didn’t come into your life - you had unprotected sex with a coworker you don’t even remember and never gave it another thought. You don’t get to demand my time.” Then I blocked him.
THEN I found out he has several kids in the area, and one of them was my maternal cousin’s high school sweetheart - so technically, she dated her own cousin! And I will never let her forget it lol (no blood relation, at least?).
Just one of a million families torn apart by a cheek swab, I guess. At least it couldn’t cause us too much damage - we were already broken! #winning.
Because she grew up thinking her dad left his first family to be with her mom
Load More Replies...Sometimes when a pistachio tastes sour, it's because they had moth poop or larvae in the shells. You have to check the inside before eating it.
🤷♀️ just a bit of extra protein. I mean, if you become allergic to roaches, you will also be allergic to pre-ground coffee. Meaning that there is enough ground up roaches in it to elicit an allergic reaction. That and the amount of allowable poop and bugs in flour and other things like that. We eat lots of gross stuff.
I do not like pistachios for that reason, they often have larva. Insects like tasty snacks as well.
Finding out that my grandpa on my mom’s side of the family was a selfish, self centered a*s. I always idolized him as a young kid. he was a member of the government who traveled the world developing maps out of memory. Years pass bye and I move closer to be with him only to find out that he hated having a daughter and grandkids. Nothing prepares a person like knowing someone you loved and thought the world of was a complete piece of s**t as a man.
My paternal nan was also an ar''hole. Some of my relatives still think she was a perky, wonderful character. Instead she was mean, selfish and poisonous person in general. Normal people don't call their daughter-in-laws wh'r's or tell their granddaughters how ugly and stupid they are.
My paternal grandmother hated my mother and the name she gave me, so my whole life she refused to call me Natasha and would only call me "Baby Sue", my middle name. Not a huge deal to me, I'm not hung up on my name and will answer to literally anything if you inform me before hand that's what I'll be called, but still quite strange. She also wouldn't call my mom by her name until my dad passed away, which is the first time she ever called my mom by name.
I once found what looked like an animal bite on my ankle and I was worried about getting rabies. I looked up the symptoms and the first symptom was apparently anxiety. Let's just say that was not helpful.
Then we won't offer you a bowl of water with your kibble.
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In details, how and when the girl I was about to propose cheated on me. Like, all the details.
That my ex wife enjoyed sex with my best friend more than with me.
How the world works, all the magic started to vanish along the way...
To me, the magic increases the more I learn. I expect OP means that they've gotten jaded over the years, but I took it to mean how everything works. I'm listening to a lecture about the sun as I'm writing this, and it just gives me the thrills.
I'm with you! I used to drive my parents crazy, asking questions when I was small. Living in the world of Google and Wikipedia is such a fantastic time to be alive and curious!!
Load More Replies...When my psycho ex-step mom snapped, just before leaving our family without a word, she called a bunch of our extended family and outed my dad’s bedroom kinks. I’m totally supportive and made sure he felt comfortable and like nothing changed, but knowledge of my parent’s specific sexual preferences is something I wish I wasn’t carrying.
I think I was happier before I found out how the stock market & financial system works. Us regular folk are getting f****d while some people make a years money in a day.
I told my bandmates that I was unhappy playing the drums and wanted to give it up. The guitarist was mad about it and told me my gf was cheating on me. She confessed and I lost my friends and my gf that day. Our circle of friends decided to side with her so I lost everybody.
They're the same selfish person they always were.
That choosing to not have kids doesn’t necessarily mean you’ll have a financially stable life.
Sure, some things might be unpleasant or upsetting… but I don’t know if I “regret” anything… I’d rather know than live a lie… I’m a firm believer in the quote: **“If the truth will destroy it, then it deserves to be destroyed by the truth.”** … that being said, for me, a big *ouch* moment was when I was 11, I was looking for something in my mom’s room, and found a note she had written saying how ashamed she was of me.
Why would the OP calling this a "big ouch"? If the truth destroyed his assumption about how his mother felt about him, didn't that assumption deserve to be destroyed?
Even if the truth deserved to be destroyed it doesn't mean it doesn't hurt when it happens.
Load More Replies...This is something a bit lighter but a friend of mine was talking about a mutual friend we have who needed some roofing work done and another mutual friend said he'd do it for them on the cheap. He gave them a good deal and he was damn good at roofing. He was up there by himself from early in the morning until almost night. The friend who set it up was gone for the day but the family knew this guy and they never offered him so much as a glass of water or a thank you for it. The friend I'm sure did after the fact, but the rest of the family didn't think twice about using this guy for labor so they wouldn't have to pay regular rates on someone else. Normally he said he wouldn't care but he came by on his day off to help a friend's family and they never showed any gratitude for it.
This is the sort of thing that sadly a lot of people would consider 'low level' but actually it's acute rudeness.
I just got back from the hospital, and my yard was seriously overgrown. I'm actually surprised I didn't get fined. My mowing person decided to quit while I was gone without telling me. In desperation, I called someone from my church to help. He found someone to do it the next day. I paid the new mower a decent wage, but I couldn't stop thanking him for coming on such short notice. That was huge to me.
Load More Replies...Wow, I would be offering cold drinks, lunch and snacks. That is messed up.
I'm no longer a Toys-R-Us kid.
That my soon-to-be fiancé cheated on me with the person i was LEAST expecting. and had 0 intention of telling me. edit for those asking: it was a coworker, but the one i was suspecting the least. i don’t want to give too much information just in case someone i know comes across this post, as my boss and them are both reddit users.
Since your fiancé cheated on you, shouldn't they be called your "soon-to-be-EX-fiancé"
All of my friends weird kinks such as dressing up in women's clothes and watching excessive amounts of porn. I don't care at all and certainly don't judge him for it but what bothers me is that it was his ex gf that told me about it. She went on and on about how weird he was and how I have no idea. I feel like she was trying to get me to switch sides or something after their somewhat messy break up. I've known the man for 20 years for Christ sake. Also, the cherry on top of that s**t sundae is that a few months later they were back together. Fun times.
Oh who cares what people r into as long as its consensual
"I don't care about people's personal tastes as long as they don't do it in the streets and frighten the horses." - Victorian lady
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Lol, l can beat you! I was once brushing my teeth when it dawned on me the brush i was using was the one i used to clean the crevices of the toilet!!!! 🤮 The lovely pine fresh chemicals...
Finding out an ex of mine had passed away. We did not break up in bad terms but she was dating a friend of mine currently before she passed and I was more heartbroken for him since they were together a good amount of time.
My grandmother passed away when I was a kid, and I remember at her funeral, a woman stood up and started yelling, “THAT’S NOT MS. CARTER! I’M MS. CARTER!” I saw how angry my mom, uncles, and aunts got, and I always wondered what happened. That moment bothered me for a very long time, so when I got older, I started asking my mom, aunts, and uncles what that moment was about. They thought I forgot because I was so young and would never really answer the question. So, I asked my cousin, who has no filter, about that moment. Come to find out, my grandfather cheated on my grandmother with their oldest daughter, and she caught them, and from that intimate relationship, they had multiple kids. That information blew my mind because my grandfather, as I knew him, was just my grandfather—a man who would go out of his way to visit and spend time with his grandson. For a little history, I was raised by my dad, so whatever drama my mom’s side had going on, I was outside the circle. I regret even asking because that destroyed my view of my grandfather. I saw him once after that revelation, and I never made the effort to see him again.
The woman yelling was OP's aunt, who had had an intimate relationship with her father. Basically she was yelling that her mother didn't deserve to be recognised as her father's wife, because he "loved her more". They shunned her, so OP didn't even know she was his aunt.
Load More Replies...Per OP: I should’ve been a little more clear. So, it was my grandfather and grandmother’s oldest daughter. From what I gather, my grandmother came home and caught them in the act🤮. She kicked them out and had to raise the remaining seven kids on her own. I agree 100% with you on the grooming. He was the adult, her father, and he allowed his sick mind to take control. My grandmother was the sweetest lady you could ever meet. She was strict, but we loved her to the ends of the earth. That side of the family has a different story. They say my aunt was not my grandmother’s daughter, but if you were to place their photos next to each other, the only difference would be the eye color. My grandmother has really light green eyes, and my aunt has hazel eyes. Besides that, my aunt is a carbon copy. I think that situation really traumatized my mother because she never showed my brother and me love like she did with my sisters.
That my mom kept any adult man in my life from giving me useful advice on how to be a man and now I’m dealing with the consequences of that decision.
I suppose it depends if he means typically "male" life skills - like wiring a plug, fixing a shelf, replacing the suspension on a 1967 Camaro - or more subtle "how to be a gentleman" type skills, like treating a woman with respect, the idea of consent, etc.
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Found out I was adopted. It hurts that my biological parents abandoned me.
On the other side, there were people who CHOSE you , not just happened to have you and then tried to deal with it.
I'm adopted, too, but my adoptive parents handled it so well that it has never bothered me. I now know who my biological parents were and have spoken with two of my biological siblings. The truth is, it wasn't possible for them to keep me (I would be their first child). I was born out of wedlock and it would have been an unbearable scandal. Just like it was for me, there probably is a good reason that you were adopted and it has nothing to do with being abandoned.
My brother's former wife would tease him and tell me about weird things they would do in the bedroom. 🤢.
How many calories are in a chocolate Costco muffin.
Lol! If the muffin had a crack in it, or had crumbled, all the calories would have fallen out.
If it has red on it, it makes the calories go away. That's why they put cherries on ice cream sundaes. (Told to me by a boss once who'd been in then restaurant business for more than 40 years.)
I regret finding out that someone I trusted had been dishonest with me for a long time.
What barnacles actually look like….
At my sister's wake, I found out my older brother had molested her and our other sister. He lives in another state and if somehow he's ever within 100 meters of my daughter, I will do him great physical harm.
How could BP ever confuse "heartbreaking" with "juicy"? I am sorry for BP when they think it is "cute" to put a clickbait title on something that is actually sad.
The story's are a vote system. The juicy ones may be at the bottom of the votes.
Load More Replies...When I was 10, I was having a 10 year old fit. I begged my mother to leave me alone, so instead she hovered over me in my beanbag chair, spitting through her teeth she hissed "you're the reason your dad is leaving us". This is how I found out about their divorce. Months later, she moved 2000 miles away and only took my little brother.
This is about my grandpa on my moms side. His dad ( my great grandpa) lit their house on fire with him, his siblings, and his mom (my great grandma) in it and took off. They couldn't prove it was him though. He ended up (illegally) marrying another women and had a few more kids. My grandma, mom and her siblings knew nothing about it until one of the kids from his second "marriage" tried to contact my grandpa (who had passed away in 79) when my great grandpa passed away. I only found all this out because one of my mom's (half) cousins from his second family contacted me on ancestry and I asked my mom about them.
I regret having ever attended an open coffin viewing. That's the picture stuck in my head for 30 years. Now I don't go to viewings or I stay in the lobby,
my cousin passed away far too young (20) and I was only a few years younger than him. I can't remember his face from when he was alive, only the face he was making in his casket. he looked so defeated, like life used him up and threw him away. he was positioned like he was sleeping, but his face was just wrong. maybe I just didn't want to believe he's really gone
Load More Replies...At my sister's wake, I found out my older brother had molested her and our other sister. He lives in another state and if somehow he's ever within 100 meters of my daughter, I will do him great physical harm.
How could BP ever confuse "heartbreaking" with "juicy"? I am sorry for BP when they think it is "cute" to put a clickbait title on something that is actually sad.
The story's are a vote system. The juicy ones may be at the bottom of the votes.
Load More Replies...When I was 10, I was having a 10 year old fit. I begged my mother to leave me alone, so instead she hovered over me in my beanbag chair, spitting through her teeth she hissed "you're the reason your dad is leaving us". This is how I found out about their divorce. Months later, she moved 2000 miles away and only took my little brother.
This is about my grandpa on my moms side. His dad ( my great grandpa) lit their house on fire with him, his siblings, and his mom (my great grandma) in it and took off. They couldn't prove it was him though. He ended up (illegally) marrying another women and had a few more kids. My grandma, mom and her siblings knew nothing about it until one of the kids from his second "marriage" tried to contact my grandpa (who had passed away in 79) when my great grandpa passed away. I only found all this out because one of my mom's (half) cousins from his second family contacted me on ancestry and I asked my mom about them.
I regret having ever attended an open coffin viewing. That's the picture stuck in my head for 30 years. Now I don't go to viewings or I stay in the lobby,
my cousin passed away far too young (20) and I was only a few years younger than him. I can't remember his face from when he was alive, only the face he was making in his casket. he looked so defeated, like life used him up and threw him away. he was positioned like he was sleeping, but his face was just wrong. maybe I just didn't want to believe he's really gone
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