While it’s true that “getting something offyour chest” can be helpful, the truth is that some folks have done or thought things which can be a bit difficult to process. While the majority of the population understands that some things are best swept under the rug, in the right circumstances secrets can still come out.
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This was about 6 months ago now. My brother and I were getting drunk one night because it was the weekend and we just wanted to get fd up and play videogames. We had done plenty of shots and plenty of drinks and we were the definition of fd up. We were having fun playing some old WaW Zombies for nostalgia, and we paused it to grab some chips. As I was grabbing the salsa, he said to me that he had tried committing side about a month prior to this. He had taken some pills and they pumped his stomach and st, and he told me the whole time he was thinking of me and how sy and depressed I’d be if he had died and that he’d never want to lose me. I told him I had also tried committing side a while ago and I thought the exact same thing about him. We continued playing Zombies while talking about everything under the moon, and we’ve been talking every day since, have never missed and will never miss a day. Were both doing a lot better now and were both in therapy, its nice having someone to talk to and trust about these things.Edit: Thanks for the awards, yall. But instead of gifting me stuff, check on your friends and family, and especially people you haven’t talked to in a bit, sometimes we’re just too depressed to try initiating conversation.
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I had a colleague tell me 20 drinks in she was not only s***idal, but that she had unsuppressed HIV and was knowingly transmitting it to partners she was sleeping with and not telling them because she “didn’t care about people.”I’m an HIV case manager so this was absolutely horrific for me.
Was terrifying at the time being with my girlfriend of 5 years and being a few weeks away from proposing.She said, “I’ll never have kids with you because I don’t want them coming out like spotted little freaks.“I have vitiligo.
A old co-worker of mine told me about how him and his friends klled a guy in the 80s who rped one of their sisters. He wasn’t even drunk. He said they pulled up to his trailer out in the desert, honked the horn and when the guy came out about 6 guys all opend fire on him. He said “that way no one knew exactly who k*lled him”.
Gay man dying of AIDS said I could charge my entire bar tab to his credit card cause he was going to die soon…Edit:It was me and a few friends watching football so our tab was probably +$200; but I was talking to him for awhile before he said this. Think he was lonely and scared. So we just watched football with him for the rest of the afternoon. Made him feel welcome and normal at least for a while. Just wanted what the rest of us do; to not feel alone and that someone cares. I believe his name was Ron.EdIt #2. This was 2001.
A friend of mine likes to drink, a lot, but he knows he has a limit because when he goes over it he becomes very talkative. He also doesn’t date, at all, and for a long time we all wondered why. He’s a good looking guy, he’s really nice, he’s fun to be around (when he isn’t drinking, anyway), never wants to date.Well, one time he got absolutely s**t-faced and I found out why. It turns out that when we was a kid, he saw his aunt m*rder his uncle in cold blood. Ever since, he’s been terrified of being alone with a woman and feels like he could never truly be safe around them.
Had a former friend tell me he klled his brother. Didn’t help this was while we were trying to herd his drunk as to the car as he was crying and yelling it at the top of his lungs. Amazing we didn’t end up in cuffs or the very least get stopped and questioned.Come to find out his brother died of a brain aneurysm and that morning he prayed for something to happen to get him out of school that day. He always blamed himself for his brother’s death and I get that to a degree.
My ex in college told me once when he was blackout drunk that a few years prior, him and a bunch of other kids broke into a house to have a party. The family that lived there was on vacation or something and were all gone (idk how they picked the house or knew it’d be empty, sorry. It’s been like 12 years, and I forgot some details). They all got drunk and someome decided it would be fun to break a picture on the wall. Then someone else did, too. Eventually it devolved into them all destroying the house. Absolutely everything they could. All the windows were broken. Broke the legs off all the chairs and used them to beat holes into the walls. Ripped and stole clothing. Ripped or burnt all the family photos on the walls and st. I don’t remember all the stuff he said that they broke, but I remember him crying and saying that they ruined those people’s lives and there’s no way to make it right. I honestly think he was so f****d up that he doesn’t remember telling me, because we NEVER mentioned it again..Anyway, like two years later, he punched me in the face for asking for a ride to work “one too many times” so I guess he was a piece of st regardless of current situation or alcohol intake.
Not brutal or anything but my mom admitted to breaking confidentiality to find my dads birth parents despite him pleading not to. She laughed about it and thought it was the funniest thing about how mad my dad was, that was the day I realized my mom doesn’t care about others.
That he didn’t ever want a daughter in case he “fancied her.”.
My grandpa never talked about his Korean War service. He had severe PTSD though. Would wake up in the middle of the night screaming.Then one night he came home absolutely s**tfaced, laid down on the couch, then told me that his entire unit had been wiped out before his eyes. He was the sole survivor and got caught behind enemy lines but made it out. He was their sergeant and blamed himself. He eventually got into veteran’s therapy in his 60s though.
My mom told me she wished she aborted me when I was 8 or 9 or so.She’s doing better now after a long struggle with alcoholism. our relationship is much better and when I told her this a few months ago she hugged me tightly and keeps apologizing to this day.Edit/ thank you so much for the awards! And everyone who relates, I hope you will find peace and love wherever you may go.
Was chilling with an older dude with whom i recently started working as a butcher in a grocery store.A couple of beers down and he starts telling me he’s been in prison for 17 years. Came out 2 years ago and it’s his first ever job at 64 years old.I got curious and asked him what happened if it wasnt too private. Without hesitation, he simply answered " i cut him down with an axe this piece of s**t”…. And now he’s a butcher. Dude must really like his job i guess lmao.
They didn’t tell me this while they were drunk, but I think it fits here. I am a volunteer at a nursing home. When one of the female residents was close to death, she confided it in me this. One time her husband cheated on her with the neighbors wife. When the neighbors husband found out he was very upset and was going to physically hurt her husband. They worked out a deal where the neighbors husband would not hurt her husband if he was able to “return the favor”. In essence her husband agreed to let the neighbor have her in order to save himself a righteous beating. It gets worse, she later became pregnant and told her husband for the rest of his life that it was his, but she honestly believed it to be the neighbors. Her whole life she was carrying this burden about her son and what her husband had done to her, both with the cheating on her and with the trading her off like a cow. It was truly a heartbreaking conversation.
My dad told me while he was drunk that the reason him and my mom divorced is because she slept with his best friend (who is now my step dad and they have my brother).I nearly f*****g fainted as I spent the last 20 years being lied to as I had no idea.
Some guy told me the proper technique to roofie a drink without a girl noticing. I told the bouncer who threw him out, but I’ll never know if he was serious or just f*****g with me.
Had a friend who had his drink spiked and a girl took him to a room and had her way with him as he was zonked out. He came out of the room and I was hyping him up, unaware. He barely slurred, “We need to go. I dont feel safe.” Ive never snapped back into sobriety faster.
I was sitting at home when a friend of mine came over s**tfaced. She staggered in and sat down on the couch a few feet from me. She told me something completely f****d up.“When I was 17, my step dad was drunk and tried to have sex with me because I looked like his dead wife. He kept calling me Abigail, and just wouldn’t let go of me. He kept saying he ‘missed her, and that he loves her, but knew she’d never come back’. He said I reminded him of her to the point he couldn’t help himself. That’s why I never talk about sex stuff with you guys. I lost my virginity out of pity and it left me with so much mental and emotional damage.“She started crying after that, but I had no idea what to do or say. I was stunned. Then it hit me how she doesn’t talk about her step dad when asked about her family. She said I’m the only one that knows about any of this.
One time, an old acquaintance (F49) and I (M32) were drinking late into the night. She drank much faster than me, and before long randomly and drunkenly confessed to me the following:When her aging and sick mother – whom she despised and was a ton of unappreciated work to care for – was left in her care, she intentionally withheld certain medications and gave her too much of other ones with the plan being to k*ll her off. It worked. She told her other siblings that the illness must have finally gotten to her and she passed in her sleep. Since she was already old and sick there was no autopsy.A minute later she snapped out of it and apologized profusely for telling me that, adding that I am the only person she has ever told….
Hanging out with a couple of former roomates twenty or so years ago. One of them mentioned he found young people attractive…then clarified saying very young…Also never once hung out again…
A friend of mine died from a dg overdose. After the funeral a mutual friend of ours and I were getting drunk when he broke down crying. He asked me if I remembered the time when he and our dead friend told me about an accident that they’d witnessed where they saw a truck driver die. I told him I did. He then told me the most fked up st. He said that our friend ran up to the dying man and stole his wedding ring, and that the man couldn’t do anything but look up, terrified, at our friend as he was being robbed.I knew they were bad into dgs but I never thought they could do anything like that. I grew up with them, they were like my brothers. I don’t really trust anyone completely anymore.
That their uncle made them help bury a body.
My former partner to me a story from when she was in high school. She played sports and traveled around because of it. She said that one time they were in this school and had access to the home teams locker room. They went in the girls locker room and found a locker that was not locked and rifled through the contents. She said that she found a text book and opened to a page and she took a giant st in the book, then closed it back up and put it back in the locker and locked the locker up.This was one of the first red flags that she told me while drunk. I mean what the fk…
At a Christmas Party all was going well until a middle aged couple started having an intoxicated blazing row. This domestic occurred a few minutes short of midnight. The wife involved was not a coworker, but her husband was. They were both very drunk. People intervened, with me escorting the husband into the cloakroom to cool off.Now I knew that this guy had a reputation, as a cheating Tinder hustler and that he’d often brag about his extra marital conquests. I wasn’t ready for him to confess that he had hepatitis and had tested HIV positive SIX MONTHS ago! But confess he did, sobbing that his wife was going to leave him, as if he was the victim.TLDR: Drunk married sleazebag confessed to sexual relations with multiple Tinder ‘dates’ knowing he had hepatitis and HIV.
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Coworker told me he k*lled a dude. The other guy had a bad reputation for being a violent a*****e and made it pretty clear that only one of them would be leaving the room alive. My coworker decided that he would prefer to be the one who didn’t die. He did turn himself in and spent some time in prison.
I scolded a drunk girl because she was trying to shoot up in the bathroom of a stripclub. At first, I was pissed because there was blood on the toilet seat. She started crying, and said “It’s not my fault, my dad’s been shooting me up since I was 10.” It was freaking sad and I felt horrible for yelling at her.Edit: “Shoot up” = injecting ds into her veins.I’m aware she could be lying, However, it could equally be true. In the stripclub, you find alot of fd up women, with f***d up stories, had it been anywhere else I wouldn’t have believed her.
Ages back I was helping a blackout drunk coworker to his apartment etc, he was needing to be carried one second and sprinting across the parking lot the next. As we’re getting close to his room he starts breaking down “why did I hit him?” “I shouldn’t have run etc” turns out Drunk Diego is pretty convinced he hit a kid with his car one day. Sober Diego has no idea what he was talking about.
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Working with this guy, whos probably 15 years older than me. After some drinks, he tells me why he’s a janitor . (he’s a smart dude so I was kinda curious as well) . He backed up out of his lane way, and a little girl came running across and he k*lls her. Complete mistake. This had happened in the early 80’s. Due to this, his record, he can’t do really anything . Really sad.
When I was in college my friend in a frat drunkenly secretly told me not to drink the punch. When I asked why he said well because it’s spiked clearly. By spiked he meant there was Xanax in it. They would spike the punch with Xanax so that girls would sleep with them easier. It didn’t occur to me until years later that this was essentially r*pe and was common practice in many fraternities and nobody said a thing about it.
An old friend I grew up with ended up messing around with the wrong crowd for a good few years untill they all fell out, 4 of them wearing balaclavas went to his door and stabbed him multiple times. When they left they forgot to shut the door and someone out walking the dog found him. After I found out about it a few weeks later I was out drinking with some mates and a couple guys started talking utter rubbish about stuff untill one of them said what him and his mates done to someone just weeks prior. Honesty s**t myself when I put two and two together.
“If I was gay I would probably have r*ped you”.
After sex this lady told me I reminded her of her son.
He told me that he was having sex with another girl while my sister was pregnant with his child. He then tried to kiss me right after saying that. Yeah I get he was drunk, but that is not an excuse. Obviously I told my sister and he got so angry that he told her HE AND I WERE HAVING AN AFFAIR (which is total b***t). This man is 10 years older than me & acts as if he is 14 years old. He didn’t want her to be close with me anymore because I ratted on him. People, don’t cheat on your partners. It fs people up.
I had a friend who told me that his girlfriend dumped him because they got into a huge fight when they were drunk and she was CONVINCED he threatened her with physical violence - he said he was saying things out of frustration like and all that, but he was sitting the whole time and she was the one that was yelling and screaming. Weird, but okay.A few weeks later, I meet him up for drinks and he is absolutely plastered. I walk him back to his place with one of his friends. As we’re walking he starts crying and says that he f****d up and that he is a terrible person…we asked him to elaborate and he tells us that his ex left because he threw her into a mirror and then flipped a coffee table at her (she’s okay, couple bruises, scrapes).Kept my distance after that.
I was at a bar with a kitchen coworker. He’d apparently been stabbed in some kind of altercation some years ago. Never asked him specifically what it was about, but he struck me as kind of a hippyish-type dude, into Phish and Widespread Panic and such, seemed like a mild-mannered stoner, so I assumed it had just been some guys messing with him and it escalated further, though I didn’t know for sure. This night at the bar, a few shots in, he told me that after the stabbing, while he was in the hospital, his older sister had found the attackers and that “they weren’t alive anymore” or something to that effect, went on about how dangerous his sister was and how she was connected to some scary people.The guy actually died a few months ago, out of the blue, from what was said to be a stroke (he was only 38 at the time of his death). He’d been gone from the restaurant we worked at for some time (got let go for drinking on the job.) I assume it was just a random thing, or maybe he had undisclosed health issues, but still odd. He was an interesting guy.
A trainee coworker of mine told me of his gang activities. He witnessed a man in debt getting forcefully injected with h***in.Edit: I need to add that this was in Germany, not in Brazil.Edit: Apparently I did injustice to Brazil. They have very friendly gangs.
A guy I used to hunt with once had too much to drink and ended up telling me he was a felon and had served time for kidnapping. Found out his wife had been buying his hunting licenses as felons can not hunt or be in possession of firearms.
My dad got drunk and told me (at age 12) in graphic detail about the four men he’d k*lled in Baghdad while deployed. Changed how I saw him for a while.
Maybe ten years ago a friends grandfather was sharing war stories with us (were all Navy), dude was toasted, and in the course of the stories he told us he threw a dude overboard at night after the two of them got in a fight.People went missing at sea a lot more back in the day, especially during WW2. So no one really investigated it, I guess.Either way, he was this super old dude, who up until this point was one of the nicest dude Id ever met, telling us he m*rdered someone.Still surreal to think about.Edit: since ive had a few DMs, we told my buddies dad whatd he had said. His dad said he had heard the stories and talked to the NCIS about it in the past, but gramps was getting senile his stories werent verifiable - details would change ship name would change etc etc basically no way to know if it was just some story in an old mans mind or not. Honestly though in my opinion, he seemed pretty lucid when he told us, his eyes looked honest.
My grand father recalled his happy memories of visiting brothels in Algeria during the war… In front of my horrified grand mother who he was already married to at the time and clearly had never heard of it.He also bragged about shooting a dozen people during that time, with a smile on his face. His side was the one invading. F****d up s**t…
They burned their childhood home down accidentally-on-purpose.
My dad is a 30+year US army vet. One day last year we were drinking and playing cards and at one point he talked about some of the stuff he had to do when he was in Iraq and Afghanistan with the army. He hates himself for it and basically believes his ptsd is his punishment for what he had to do over there and never said anything else about it. My two siblings and myself keep trying to get him to get professional help or at least talk to us but he refuses.Edit: Wow this is getting a ton of responses. I thank you all for all of the resources you are recommending. If I don’t respond I’m sorry, but I’m making a list of the different recommendations and hopefully bring some of them up with him and hope he will agree to get help in one way or another. Thank you all for the tips! I don’t have high hopes on him agreeing to do any of this but it will not stop me from at least trying.
My uncle said that my grandfather wasn’t exactly a caring/loving father because of working in the coal mines. He said my pap was terrified everyday because he didn’t know if he was coming home or not cause he’d hear the mountains above him crack.
Got way too drunk and ended up telling a mate of mine how severe my depression really was and that I think about s***ide a lot. That wasn’t a fun morning afterEdit: wow I wasn’t expecting so big of a blow up! I just want to say a massive thank you to everyone commenting wether it was just hoping for the best, any advice or just sharing their story showing that it can happen to anyone. You’re all amazing human beings and I wish nothing but the best for all of you.
Apparently someone I used to run with k*lled a homeless person just to see what it would be like.
The amount of people who admit to cheating on their partner. Really made me rethink relationships a lot.
On my 18th birthday shortly after graduation, my mom got hammered and told me that she expected my sister to graduate and go to university while everyone thought I’d drop out and start doing d***s.
A chick that I used to go out with and then just ghosted me one day, was black out drunk and confessed that her lesbian friend sabotaged what we had because she was jealous.
My roommate very drunkenly confessed to having a one night stand with Haley Joel Osment.
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