Get It Off Your Chest: People Confess Their Deepest Secrets

By Juliet Smith 2 years ago

Capture This

Years ago, when I was younger, a man pretending to be my dad’s friend picked me up from school. He told me that he’d drop me off at the airport, where me and my dad were due to fly from that day as my dad was going fishing. Apparently my dad had asked him to pick me up, and I convinced my teachers that this was true.I was kidnapped for three years. I made him trust me and he took me on days out while I’d be sat, silently, in the back of the car. One day, while feeding ducks at a pond, I ran. He lost me in the crowd of people and I told a random family my name and my parent’s names. He was caught and he killed himself. Now, I’m a wife and expectant mother.LINKImage Source / Pexels

Time Will Tell

A couple of weeks ago I was told I had cancer. A colon tumour has spread to my lungs and liver with a life expectancy of just eight months. I haven’t told my wife yet, but I’m not having treatment. I know she will only pressure me and I’ll spend months suffering and in pain and I might not even survive.
I’m trying to ensure that our last stretch of time together is filled with happiness. I start work later, finish earlier, take her on dates and cook her breakfast. My landlord already agreed for me to have the next six months rent free, which relieves financial stress, just so that she has something to go onward with. I hope she will be forgiving in my decisions.
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Delaying The Inevitable

I got divorced six years ago and it was ugly. We share two kids, nine and thirteen, with joint custody. Post divorce, we weren’t really interested in each other’s lives. I knew nothing about her. Suddenly she was acting strange, forward and chatty, yet I wasn’t invested in reforming a social relationship. One day, I picked up the kids for my weekly turn. She texted me later about me being the only person she trusted with the kids, thanking me for being a good dad.
She said to tell the boys she loves them. After that, she ignored my texts, about my son’s school books. I drove to her house and knocked but no response. I go into the house and find her in a pool of her blood. She’d shot herself. My eldest started asking questions, and so did the youngest eventually. I still haven’t told them yet and it’s been a week.
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Pay And I’ll Keep It Away

My bully was taking my money in exchange to not hurt me. He’d turn all the other class boys against me, tease me about everything (especially my eyebrows). One time, he said he wouldn’t tease me if I bought him a pizza. This carried on and I’d ask every Friday what he wanted. We had an amicable agreement going on.
My school had a strict uniform policy, and the uniform could be quite expensive. One day, when my aunt was coming to buy my uniform, he was crying at the reception in normal clothes, about how his parents couldn’t afford it. My aunt bought it for him that day and now he runs a non-profit for deprivileged school kids. Result.
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(Almost) In The Dog House

I’m not an emotional guy. Whether positive or negative, I’m quite level headed so don’t show my emotions much. But this has caused a rift between me and my girlfriend; she wants more affection. I only show her affection when I think that it is necessary, so I start to think about showing her affection like I do with my dog.
When I see her I get so excited, I rub her shoulders like belly scratches, ruffle her hair like dog fur. I get kissy like I do with my dog, and essentially I treat her in every way possible like I would my dog (except for the squeaky baby voice). It’s completed changed our relationship and I feel like we have renewed our passion for each other.
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Enough To Make You Gag

I’ve been dating a girl recently and she is honestly amazing. We’ve fallen hard and have already met each other’s family. Except, I didn’t really know her fully. One night, while she was staying at mine, she asked if she could take a shower. Pretty normal for a day after work. So I say yes and she goes in. Well… I couldn’t believe what happened.
I needed a pee while she was in there, so asked if I could. She said yes and as I entered I was engulfed by the smell of steamy poop, but the toilet lid is down. I ask if she’s okay. She says yes, but she’s trying to get rid of “this”. I pull back the shower curtain to find her stomping a poop down the drain. To make matters worse… she thought this was a normal thing to do!
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Old But Gold

Right… this was my first girlfriend. We’d just started dating and we’re steamily making out in my car with our clothes on. After about 15 minutes, I moved my hand over her jeans and up her leg. She was wet. She said “OMG, you make me so wet.” Her pants were soaked. Being a dumb teenager, I believed her. This was a great achievement to me.
I’d taken her home to get dressed. Our relationship ran its course not long after, with no similar incidents. Over time, I haven’t told anyone about the story. I’m happily married now and was having a catch up with some old friends. I thought I’d bring it up. One of them bursts out laughing and told me: “She talked about this! She was bursting for a pee so bad that she couldn’t hold it in and just let it go.”
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A Mother’s Love

My five-year-old son is the best thing in my life. But lately, I’ve been lying to him. He’s obsessed with Pokemon, watches the episodes on Netflix and he loves Pikachu. If I could afford one, I’d get him a Switch so he could play it. So I downloaded Pokemon Go for him. He absolutely loves it, but gets said about not having friends. So I downloaded it too.
He wanted me to catch new Pokemons when I go to work so that he can get all the new ones. But I don’t. I love seeing his face when he catches them. He really badly wants to find Pikachu. He doesn’t realise that I already found Pikachu, but caught him on mine. I want to see his face light up when he finally catches Pikachu himself.
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One Lie At A Time

So I’m a cancer-patient and I’m basically not going to make it. I have next to 0% chance of making it through a handful of years. So my days are limited. My partner has been through so much pain in her life with losses and setbacks. She says that I have got her through the hardest parts and couldn’t imagine me not being in her life.
She still doesn’t know. I’ve led a very wholesome, happy life and don’t really regret anything I did. I’ve seen sights I wanted to see and done things I wanted to do. I feel almost as though I’m ready to go. But the thing that breaks my heart is that my partner has fallen in love with someone who’s dying.
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Keep It In The Family

I am a divorcee, and my ex-husband got himself a girlfriend 15 years younger than me. I was depressed after the divorce and had no confidence in myself. I decided to get breast implants last Summer. I hid them from the world for about a month, when I was comfortable to go out again. I attended a pool party in my daughter and son-in-law’s backyard.
I was lounging around when my son-in-law made a comment about my breasts. I was so embarrassed! Later on, he text to apologise about his comments and that he was happy. I sent him a picture of myself topless and asked him to come over. We slept together. I’ve since set him pictures again, but not told anyone about this. I can’t tell my daughter.
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Swapsies

I was eleven when my mother had my little twin brothers. My sister, also my twin, thought we were hilarious and decided to swap them. We exchanged the bands on their wrists and swapped them out of their cribs. We really did think that they would be able to tell! Well, my parents didn’t realise at all, and carried on about their lives.
A little while later, about a month, we tried to swap them back. But by this time, my mum was familiar with what they looked like and their individuality and scolded us for swapping their clothes. We knew that she wouldn’t believe us if we were to tell her the truth. So we just left it. They’re 16 now, and we’ll tell them at some point. Just not sure when.
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Imposter Syndrome

I work on the sales floor at this one store. When I was being interviewed for the position, my friend dared me to do the interview in a British accent. I told them that I’d do it if they paid me, and they Venmoed me $10, so of course I did it. I didn’t even think I’d get the job. Little did I know… they hired me on the spot!
I thought it would just be a summer job so I went with it and started doing the job in my newly formed accent. Well… now it’s been like seven months and people ask me all the time where I’m from. I tell them my hometown because loads of British people are from there. It’s not really caused a problem, but now my boyfriend’s friend is starting to work here. How do I come clean?
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Make A Few Changes

My mum struggled really badly when she hit menopause. She gained lots of weight and no matter how many times she tries to diet, she can’t seem to lose it. She’s a wonderful person and so it really upsets me to see how much it takes a toll on her. So I started photoshopping images of her, only a little, before I send them to anyone.
I don’t change them much. Just a few touch ups, reshaping, getting rid of a few wrinkles, but nothing drastic that will be notices. She’s become so much more confident since I started this and doesn’t say as many negative things about herself. She finally loves being photographed with us again. It’s helped her so much, and I’ll never tell her what I do.
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Driving Round The Bend

About a year ago, my older sister, a widowed mother of two sons, got absolutely wasted and drove her car into a rock embankment. She had to be airlifted to the ICU and spent weeks in a coma. Now she’s in a vegetative stage. I was forced to move back across the country so that I could help take care of my nephews.
My sister has the mind of a child now, can’t cook for herself, cries about everything, has memory loss, partially paralyzed and so many other things I can’t begin to mention. But she’s so happy to be alive after her accident. But I was she’d have perished. Watching the pain her boys have to go through is heart-breaking, and I hate my sister for it.
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No Regrets

So recently I found out that my bully who teased me all through high school has died. I’m so happy about it. Even though my friends tell me I shouldn’t be, they don’t have any clue about what the guy put me through. He almost drove me to do terrible things like harm myself. I do feel bad for his parents though, but I just can’t help myself.
I’m not sure how he died but I assume substance abuse, but it was never stated and nothing was ever explained on social media. Also, I made that assumption because of the type of person he was. It’s hard to explain what I’m feeling. Not quite ecstatic. I feel relieved by it. It doesn’t change what he did and life happens. Don’t hate me for it, but I’m glad he’s not here.
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Cat’s Eyes

I found out my partner planned to break up with me in the form of a dot point list. He came over to talk after I called him. He explained that he didn’t think we had a spark anymore, it wasn’t me it was him, and that he’d planned it for a long time. That’s why he got me a cat; he didn’t want me to be lonely. I didn’t know this.
Every time I look at the cat now I feel sick. I’ve just started my postgraduate degree but now I feel like my world is ending. I was so so happy before but now I can’t eat, drink or sleep, and I’m financially unstable. I might drop out of my degree. I feel like I’ve only just gotten better but now there’s this. I don’t know what will happen to the cat yet. He makes me sick.
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Girl Next Door

Hey you. Yes, I’m talking to you, woman who fakes the friendly smile as she walks down the street. You know that every time you beat your teenage daughter I hear you through the shared wall. I hear as she cries and you choke her. I know that you won’t let her leave the house, that you home-school her, never let her leave.
I know that you know I called the authorities a few days ago. But… I also called the non-emergency number so they could create a file with all of the disgusting incidents over the past few months. CPS will be visiting soon. You are a vile human being and I spit at you. I’m doing this because you’re daughter can’t do it for herself. I hope you get ran over.
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A Baby’s First Breath

I was around 20 when I started dating this girl. We were together for three years in the end and she loved me loads, but I didn’t love her as much back. But about two years into our relationship, we found out she was pregnant, because I didn’t use a condom one time. About 6 months down the line we find out that she has a damaged reproductive system and that we would have to stay in hospital.
One day, while in hospital, her water broke. But the doctors gave us some bad news. They told us that if the baby was being delivered, then she hadn’t developed lungs yet, and if the hospital needed to resuscitate then she could have brain damage. We agreed to DNR. The worst thing is, I wanted this. I’d prayed so hard for God to take this baby away so that I could leave my girlfriend. I’ve been depressed since.
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Time And Place

There was a specific shampoo my ex used to use. Over time, I realised that whenever I smelled the same scent, it would remind me of her. So it got me thinking… Now I’m with my current girlfriend, I’ve started wearing a specific aftershave every time I want sexy times. No matter how spontaneous it was, I’d always find away to spray a couple squirts.
It’s been going well. Now, I’ve started to test her and have ben spraying myself before I go into kitchen. Before you know it, she wants to have sex. Now I use it when I want her to get going and it works tremendously. I love teasing her and wearing it when we’re out and about, to see how frustrated she can get.
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As You Get Older

So I might have put my divorced parents in the same nursing home… That’s correct. Karma is a witch. It’s just payback for always putting me in the middle of their drama and arguments when I was a kid. Now, they’re both old and in need of someone to take care of them, the tables have indeed turned.
I’m so excited for the day that one of them call me and say “Did you know we’re in the same nursing home?” I can’t wait for it. I hope they both enjoy seeing each other for the rest of their miserable, measly lives. Now I’m just going to chill and sit back, waiting for karma to do its thing. Remember, what goes around…
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Sealing The Deal

My son was five when I became his foster dad, but now he’s nine years old. I can’t believe what he has been through and how well has come out of it all. I couldn’t be prouder. Over the past two years I’ve spent over $30,000 trying to adopt him and he has no idea I’m doing this The social worker came by to visit and he got worried that I might be getting rid of him.
I’m feeling very emotional about it, because he’s become clingy since the social worker. I’m getting all the paperwork signed and with my lawyer this Thursday. I really want to surprise him by making him my son. I think I might tell him at his favourite restaurant this Saturday with the family with us. I’ve found it so hard to keep this a secret from him.
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Mothers Intuition

Me and my wife have 16-year-old twin boys and they beat the crap out of each other for the first time two weeks ago. I had to go out there and break them up and my wife was really upset. She asked what it was over and I told her that one didn’t clean up after himself and that it all escalated. But, I knew what actually happened….
Twin A had stolen Twin Bs only condom and Twin B didn’t have anything else. So because of this, Twin B wasn’t gonna get laid, and start beating Twin A. My wife thinks Twin B is still a virgin, just because of the baby face. Twin A actually stole the condom to sleep with a boy. My wife thinks he’s the lothario because he has so may girl friends.
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Careful What You Wish For

So me and my girlfriend argued before Christmas about our kids’ budget. We both have one child each, she has a daughter from a previous relationship and I have a son. We agreed a budget of $1,000 for each child, and have completely maxed this out. Well… now she tells me she wants to get her daughter the IPhone XS Max, which takes her $1,200 over budget.
I wasn’t happy as we shared a bank account, so our money was pooled. We argued for days and days over the problem. There’s no way we could afford to spend another $1,200 on my son to even the budgets at all. Even though my son wouldn’t know, it’s not the point! So, to make things fair… I unwrapped my MacBook Air gift to her, to regift to my son. Merry Christmas.
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Family Feuds

I’m taking my daughter to dance classes, or so my wife believes. I’m in fact taking her to an MMA gym. The places aren’t too far apart, and I’ve gotten away with it for two years. My daughter absolutely loves it there and everyone is so kind. So no – I didn’t force my daughter down this route of being an elite fighter.
I honestly did take her dance classes at first, but she hated it. All the girls had cliques and none would talk to her. So she wanted to try MMA because it was mire useful than dancing anyway. I feel like I can’t tell my wife about this… she hates things like that and there is no reasoning with her when it comes to fighting.
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Who Is God?

I don’t believe in God and I work as a Pastor. I absolutely love the people I minister to and believe that the principles that Bible has are great (along with some terrible ones), so I try to spread the message of love and hope. I don’t believe the underlying myth, but I have to pretend this. I’m doing my good than I am harm, but I feel like I’m being dishonest to people.
It’s all volunteer work anyway and I don’t get paid for it. I used to get a very small stipend, but didn’t need it so gave it up. I aim to say just what I believe to be true. When I say that God is Love, I actually mean that Love is God which is the highest power. Some people feel like I’m defiling the faith, but I disagree. I would hate to hurt those who have trusted me.
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Fatherly Love

Quite a while ago, my 13-year-old son was a caught in a whirlpool in Peru when we were on vacation. Very sadly, he passed away. His mother, my ex, has never forgiven me for the passing and always blames me for what happened to him. My other son blames me too for what happened, and refuses to be speak to me!
He’s 13 now as well. Sometimes, after a long day, I sit in my car and pretend that I am talking to my son. I ask him about what he learned at school, what music he’s been listening to, what he thinks we should pick up for dinner, that kinda stuff. I refuse to get rid of my car, it’s packed too full with memories of him.
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Good Samaritan

I was once in an area of town notorious for being quite bad, and a lady ran over to me to hug me. I thought I must know her. But when she let go I realised that she was mentally ill and was babbling on incoherently. There was quite a few mentally ill people in the area. I watched as she worked her way over to a 50 year old guy. I had a bad feeling.
He pushed her against a post, told her she was coming home with him that night. She was crying, shaking her head. I had to intervene here, even if it wasn’t safe. I ran over and started yelling at him. He yelled back, grabbed her and yanked her away. I pulled a bottle from my back and hit the man with it, more than once. I ran off and puked after that.
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Hamster Hole

When I was eight, I had a hamster that I used to watch TV with. When I stopped paying attention, the hamster had wandered off, managed to find its way into the interior of the couch. I could hear him scratching away in there. I was so scared and didn’t want to get into trouble, so I sawed a hole in the back of the couch.
It was quite easy to lure him out, all it took was a few cheese snacks and he was there. I wasn’t a seamstress so I just pushed the sofa back against the wall and hoped my dad would never notice. A couple of years ago, my dad was selling his furniture and found the hole, 20 years later. He was so confused by it, and nobody knows it was me.
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Poo Speakers

I was very little when this happened. I thought I was going to have a harmless toot, but it was more than I bargained for. I checked with my hand and there it was. I was too scared to go to the toilet, as it was by my parents bedroom. I thought I’d get into trouble if they thought I was wiping my butt with my hand now.
So I went over to the big speakers in the living room, so I decided to wipe my poop onto the speakers, and in the cassette tapes behind. My parents eventually bought new speakers and donated these to my aunt and uncle. They now own poopy speakers in their house and nobody knows but me.
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Hearing Things

When me and my brother were younger, we were blissfully watching one of the Garfield movies. At the beginning, the song “I Feel Good” by James Brown appears, and it frightened us to death. You might ask why? Well… If you know the song you know the scream that James Brown does at the start. We had no idea it came from the film.
We were so scared and were convinced that there was someone in the house. We run to our parents’ room and tell them all about the scream we heard. My father grabs a knife and searches the house but there’s no intruder. Recently, I was rewatching the film with my niece and I heard the scream and realised… we’d called the authorities for no reason.
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