My dad wrote my grandpa a letter before he died, and kept it in his toolbox in our garage. It had a ton of family secrets in it that my dad called him out on. No one knows about that letter. Not even my mom. I found it after my dad passed away, under a drawer liner in his large toolbox. I’ve kept it, and read it once in a while to remind myself of things, and keep a very clear understanding of certain people in my family.
When I was a child, I was forced to kill a man by a group of adults who then later came back and tried getting rid of me by drowning me. I only survived because it was night time.
I have my mom’s diaries from when she was a teenager. They were in a box with memorabilia my dad gave me after their divorce. She got pregnant and had an abortion at 17. She doesn’t know I know, and I never plan on telling her.
I despise my grandpa, He was never there when I was young, he went traveling instead to cope with his alcoholism after grandma left him. Now I only visit him during birthday and some holidays. I have more memories with my grandmas partner, I see him more as a grandpa then my biological ever was.
When I see him he only talks critically about my generation and our “smartphone addiction”, criticizes my tattoos or nags about something.
I keep this a secret from some family members since they think he’s changed but I only think it is because he’s to frail to travel now which made him realize that he has a family to care about. Fuck him.
I went from having no tattoos to getting almost my entire body covered in tattoos in a very short time.
Everyone thinks I’m suddenly really into tattoos. But in reality, my tattoos respresent an elaborate escape plan to help free my brother, who was wrongfully accused of murder and now sits on death row.
That I literally can’t wait for life to be over and done with… I wake up each morning put my face on for work come home put my face on for my family and the second I get to my room I just want it all to be done with
When I was in first grade there was a boy that had a crush on me and would harass me almost daily. At one point I had to kick him away from me because apparently wearing a pink shirt with hearts on it on Valentine’s Day means I want to kiss him.
The teacher we had at the time would switch us around when we took tests. Once, I was put in his assigned seat. I drew all over the table with white out and framed him for it. I wasn’t even a suspect when the teacher found the mess. Poor kid.
When I was 5, I woke up one morning to my parents fighting which never happened. I crept downstairs to hear my dad say “Forget it, I’m leaving!” As in going to work. However my half asleep 5 year old brain took ‘leaving’ is in leaving leaving, and immediately started crying and begging him not to go. They both remember that night, but have no idea I thought my dad was going to leave us
When I was 18, I hit and killed a dog one night while driving my buddies and I around for a blunt ride. I wanted so badly to stop and inform the owners but I was stoned and had weed in the car. This was back in the early-2000’s when weed was still very much illegal in my state. I dropped my friends off shortly afterwards and cried for the rest of the night. To this day, those two friends are the only people that know about it.
It’s haunted me for years, as I’m a lover of all animals, especially dogs. I have two rescue chihuahuas and my third one recently had to be put down at age 15.
In my defense (I hate to even say that) the dog wasn’t leashed and it was a back road with very poor lighting at around 10pm. It was also on a blind corner. Even still, I was being careless and it should never have happened.
that i secretly still love a man from my past while i just confessed to another guy. i love them both so much at the same time, and i canʼt let either of them go. the worst part is that they know each other lol
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I’m gay
It ain’t a secret if I tell. Even to strangers lol
Well because you asked, WillDapper1532! Here are my bank details.
My dad wrote my grandpa a letter before he died, and kept it in his toolbox in our garage. It had a ton of family secrets in it that my dad called him out on. No one knows about that letter. Not even my mom. I found it after my dad passed away, under a drawer liner in his large toolbox. I’ve kept it, and read it once in a while to remind myself of things, and keep a very clear understanding of certain people in my family.
I know what you did last summer
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I hate my country, and want to leave as fast as i can. But if I say it to someone they will hate me “Ukraine”
My secrets go with me when I pass away.
Why I tell here? Lol
my secret remains a secret. you aren’t getting me that easily FBI
I ate the last of the chips you were saving.
THERE, I SAID IT.
Then it wouldn’t be a secret. 😉🙃
That I’ve had a thing for my ex’s mom for a very long time
I once named my Wi-Fi “CIA Surveillance Van” just to mess with my neighbors. Still active.
If I tell it’s not a secret so no can do. LOL
We got a cat, now we don’t have a rodent or spider problem!
My brother had a pet rat when I was a kid, and one day it died and everyone was sad.
What they don’t know is that I accidently bumped into his cage and caused the water bottle to fall on him which killed him.
I once convinced my first girlfriend that I was a secret agent. She even thought I had “missions” when I was just going to buy snacks.
It’s secret and it is still secret 😉
I like seeing fishes when taken out of water during my childhood days and i killed my brother’s favourite fishes once!!
I “barely” survived Catholic Schools.
I used to sell my underwear to pay rent when I was going through hard times
When I was a child, I was forced to kill a man by a group of adults who then later came back and tried getting rid of me by drowning me. I only survived because it was night time.
I have my mom’s diaries from when she was a teenager. They were in a box with memorabilia my dad gave me after their divorce. She got pregnant and had an abortion at 17. She doesn’t know I know, and I never plan on telling her.
It’s a doozy but you’ll never know.
I have eaten the plums that were in the icebox, which you were probably saving for breakfast
I despise my grandpa, He was never there when I was young, he went traveling instead to cope with his alcoholism after grandma left him. Now I only visit him during birthday and some holidays. I have more memories with my grandmas partner, I see him more as a grandpa then my biological ever was.
When I see him he only talks critically about my generation and our “smartphone addiction”, criticizes my tattoos or nags about something.
I keep this a secret from some family members since they think he’s changed but I only think it is because he’s to frail to travel now which made him realize that he has a family to care about. Fuck him.
If I didn’t tell anyone about a secret what makes you think I’m gonna post it on Reddit?
I went from having no tattoos to getting almost my entire body covered in tattoos in a very short time.
Everyone thinks I’m suddenly really into tattoos. But in reality, my tattoos respresent an elaborate escape plan to help free my brother, who was wrongfully accused of murder and now sits on death row.
Don’t tell anyone though.
Sorry, cant tell you, havent tolf anyone yet
That I literally can’t wait for life to be over and done with… I wake up each morning put my face on for work come home put my face on for my family and the second I get to my room I just want it all to be done with
When I was in first grade there was a boy that had a crush on me and would harass me almost daily. At one point I had to kick him away from me because apparently wearing a pink shirt with hearts on it on Valentine’s Day means I want to kiss him.
The teacher we had at the time would switch us around when we took tests. Once, I was put in his assigned seat. I drew all over the table with white out and framed him for it. I wasn’t even a suspect when the teacher found the mess. Poor kid.
I still want to keep it a secret.
When I was 5, I woke up one morning to my parents fighting which never happened. I crept downstairs to hear my dad say “Forget it, I’m leaving!” As in going to work. However my half asleep 5 year old brain took ‘leaving’ is in leaving leaving, and immediately started crying and begging him not to go. They both remember that night, but have no idea I thought my dad was going to leave us
I don’t like owning a dog now that I have kids.
I still love the dog, care for her, play with her, and take care of her needs, I just don’t get any pleasure out of any of it any more.
After working and caring for two young kids my cup is empty. Then I have to pour from an empty cup to care for the dog.
I’ll continue to care for her until thE end of her life, but I’m ready to be dog less.
I’m like 80% sure my MIL’s fiancé has a crush on me
Hmmm… You tell it to no one, that’s why it’s called a “secret”
If I told it then it wouldn’t be a secret now, would it🤫
I wasn’t that broke.
I’m pretty sure I’m bi, but at this point in my life it doesn’t seem like there’s any point to come out to anyone.
I don’t think there’s a single thing at least one other person doesn’t know about me
My mom knows a lot of my secrets. My cousin and I did a lot of stupid shit as kids, but again he knows.
I once faked an entire Zoom meeting just to avoid another Zoom meeting.
When I was 18, I hit and killed a dog one night while driving my buddies and I around for a blunt ride. I wanted so badly to stop and inform the owners but I was stoned and had weed in the car. This was back in the early-2000’s when weed was still very much illegal in my state. I dropped my friends off shortly afterwards and cried for the rest of the night. To this day, those two friends are the only people that know about it.
It’s haunted me for years, as I’m a lover of all animals, especially dogs. I have two rescue chihuahuas and my third one recently had to be put down at age 15.
In my defense (I hate to even say that) the dog wasn’t leashed and it was a back road with very poor lighting at around 10pm. It was also on a blind corner. Even still, I was being careless and it should never have happened.
that i secretly still love a man from my past while i just confessed to another guy. i love them both so much at the same time, and i canʼt let either of them go. the worst part is that they know each other lol