Honesty is a trait many people value greatly when it comes to relationships. Any kind of relationship really,friendshipsincluded.A 2022 studypublished in the Evolutionary Psychological Science journal revealed that people put honesty at the top when it comes to friends.UK non-profitThe Oddfellowsconducted their own survey and found the same with people aged 60 and over. 45% of the respondents in a 2,000-people survey claimed that honesty is the most important trait among friends. Trust, loyalty, and dependability followed after.Although we agree that being honest with people is paramount, we stillkeep secrets. They’re not all in bad faith, of course; sometimes, we might do it to safeguard their peace of mind. But we like secrets in general, and we like reading about others' secrets even more. That’s why when one netizen asked, “What secret are you currently hiding from someone that you’re willing to?”, over 16,000 people rushed in to read what folks had to say.This post may includeaffiliate links.
Honesty is a trait many people value greatly when it comes to relationships. Any kind of relationship really,friendshipsincluded.A 2022 studypublished in the Evolutionary Psychological Science journal revealed that people put honesty at the top when it comes to friends.
UK non-profitThe Oddfellowsconducted their own survey and found the same with people aged 60 and over. 45% of the respondents in a 2,000-people survey claimed that honesty is the most important trait among friends. Trust, loyalty, and dependability followed after.
Although we agree that being honest with people is paramount, we stillkeep secrets. They’re not all in bad faith, of course; sometimes, we might do it to safeguard their peace of mind. But we like secrets in general, and we like reading about others' secrets even more. That’s why when one netizen asked, “What secret are you currently hiding from someone that you’re willing to?”, over 16,000 people rushed in to read what folks had to say.
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The user that asked this question,r/Asphoric, was kind enough to have a chat withBored Panda. They told us what inspired them to inquire about other Redditors' secrets and shared their own secret that prompted this whole thread.
r/Asphoric tells us they had a secret of their own they happened to be hiding, which is why they wanted to know about other Redditors' secrets. The Redditor didn’t anticipate how many people would share theirdark secretsabout feeling lonely and dejected.
I told my best friend I won a holiday in a raffle and wanted her to come with me free of charge. We stayed in a nice hostel, did lots of fun activities and I paid for it all with a “pre paid credit card from the raffle”. I didn’t win anything, I booked it all myself and paid everything for her because she deserved a break and I knew she couldn’t afford it nor would she have accepted me paying for her. I would do it again 10x over, she deserves the absolute world.
I won the lottery last month. Nobody knows. I hired a money manager and invested it all. My wife’s birthday is next month and I plan to surprise her with the news that we are debt free and can retire immediately.
r/Asphoric doesn’t think keeping secrets is an evil thing, and neither would they be a hard limit in relationships. “I thinksecretsare necessary and a part of human nature. They’re certainly not a dealbreaker for me in relationships – if someone is comfortable enough with you, they’ll open up. It just takes time.“The Redditor also agreed to share the secret that prompted the whole thread. “I had mygirlfriendtext me asking me to come over (even though I could not) so I could escape a miserable vacation with my family,” the netizen shares. “I have not told my parents, and I don’t intend to.”
r/Asphoric doesn’t think keeping secrets is an evil thing, and neither would they be a hard limit in relationships. “I thinksecretsare necessary and a part of human nature. They’re certainly not a dealbreaker for me in relationships – if someone is comfortable enough with you, they’ll open up. It just takes time.”
The Redditor also agreed to share the secret that prompted the whole thread. “I had mygirlfriendtext me asking me to come over (even though I could not) so I could escape a miserable vacation with my family,” the netizen shares. “I have not told my parents, and I don’t intend to.”
I am the 7 accounts that donate to my cousins streams. Little man needs something positive and it’s better if he thinks it’s from internet strangers and not a sympathetic cousin.Edit: For those telling me to link his stuff, I’m not going to. Not meant as an insult to the decent folk on here, but the internet is vile and I would like to spare him that as long as possible.
I am a teacher, and I am off for the summer. I get to spend all that time with my daughter, age 4, and my son, who is not quite one yet. My wife works full time. My son is just starting to talk, and my wife and I have a friendly competition going to try to get him to say Dada or Mama first. What she doesn’t know is that while she is at work, I spend the day talking about her and saying the word Mama a lot. We have been working on it together for weeks. The other day, she walked in the door after getting home from a long day, and he looked at her and said Mama clear as day. She was so happy and rubbed it in my face (playfully) that he said Mama first. Even did a little happy dance. I’ll never tell her.Edit: I’m going to edit since I can’t respond to everybody: Thanks for all the kind words, and I am glad my little story has made so many of you happy!
My husband has large feet, large enough that there are only a few places I can buy him shoes and since the in person place near me closed down they’re pretty much all online. All this to say: his shoes are $$$$.He also grew up poor. Like the kitchen floor was his bedroom poor. He stopped being able to find his shoe size in stores before he was in high school, and before he met me he always only had one pair of shoes at a time, and sneakers were his everyday/work/dress shoe. He even worked fast food jobs in regular sneakers because he couldn’t find non slip in his size. And because getting each pair was so difficult and costly he’d often wear his shoes until they had holes in the soles before replacing them.When he was studying to be a mechanic I got him a pair of steel toed boots for his birthday. I splurged and got a good brand that would last for years. He recognized the brand and knew what they sold for and he demanded I return them, he was planning on squeezing into cheaper, smaller boots and dealing with it. So I lied, said I had bought them months before during a sale. Got ‘em at 40% off, then signed up for all their stuff for an additional 20% off.I had paid full price.I’ve bought him “sale shoes” several times since then. One time he even cried because I had gotten him a second pair of sneakers well before his old ones needed to be replaced. His shoes kept getting wet from some yard work he was doing and he’d have no choice but wear wet shoes around. His last pair of work boots showed up with the first pair of sandals he has owned in over 25 years, because there was a “BOGO sale” that I totally made up, I just wanted to get him sandals because we camp a lot and him using camp showers without sandals always grossed me out, but I had never managed to find a pair in his size until then.
I’ve been homeless for a while and I have a job interview at cvs tomorrow at noon. I’m so goddamn terrified. I need this job so badly. I’m desperate.
Idunno about “hiding,” per se, but I’ve never told anyone.When I first moved to a new high school when I was 15, I ended up in a bad way very quickly with depression and such, like sleeping every hour of the day except for school kinda bad. That’s not the story though.I just felt like the school itself was really dreary and I didn’t have any friends, so sometimes to just escape for few minutes I’d go to the bathroom that was usually empty during class and chill for a few minutes to gather my thoughts I guess.Anyway, one time I wrote a post it note that said “You are beautiful :)” and slapped it on the mirror and left. Don’t know why, just felt like I needed it, so someone else probably did too I guess?When I came back to the bathroom the next day there were replies written on the note about how much someone had needed to hear that that day, etc etc. It made a dark time a little better to know I could make some other sad teenage girls at least smile maybe. I did it a few more times that year every month or so.
I split my cat’s treats in halfShe’s a chonky girl… and she’ll never know.
I have rented a bouncy house water slide for my wife’s 39th birthday. She has no idea.
Im in debt and only eat once a day. i tried to end everything but when i ask for help in reddit. someone just saved me from hunger for me and my dog. it gives me hope that strangers would extend a hand for help.
I haven’t been able to get over my dad’s death. Everyone has moved on, and it takes everything I have to get out of bed. I miss him so much.
Sometimes I’m grateful that I woke up blind. I was a total workaholic and going blind was a nightmare that first summer, but the fact I couldn’t work in nursing anymore– ESPECIALLY post-covid– did wonders for my mental health. I also realized how much I love hanging out with my 3 sons. I didn’t know how much I loved their company until I wasn’t working 50-60 hour weeks, mostly 3rd shift, so I hardly ever saw my kids. Being blind sucks, and I feel guilty sometimes for thinking that I prefer it to how things were before, but given the choice, I don’t think I’d go back to being sighted, because that would mean the nightmare of working in nursing again and never seeing my husband and my kids.Edit: to answer the most-asked questions…I woke up with a disease called AZOOR. 131 people have it and it ate my retinas.And for f**k’s sake yall, I use a computer. I type with a keyboard and listen with TTS. It ain’t rocket surgery. Blind folks use technology, same as yall lolAnd if you asked me a question and I didn’t answer it, sorry! There were a LOT of yall asking questions and I did my best to answer as many of yall that I could!
I am so content and happy with my life (kids, wife, job, health) right now that I feel guilt. I rarely share my contentment with people (other than my wife) bc of it. It’s not that I’m like fabulously posh, or don’t have issues or whatever, im just sincerely content in my security and modest comforts.I feel like you can’t simply acknowledge that your life is perfect without drawing the ire of someone else.
My nieces and nephew think our house’s Internet gets really spotty after an hour. It’s always when they’re watching cartoons or YouTube Kids on the tablet, too.They think they’ve got it figured out. I hear them explaining to eachother that it’s just something weird our house does when too many devices are using the router, and it always comes back after fifteen minutes.“Yep, that’s exactly it,” I assure them, impressed with their technical proficiency, whilst pushing the block devices button on our router’s phone app.They have absolutely no idea I can do that. And since that’s the most effective way to put the tablets down and get them outside for a bit, I ain’t tellin’.
Every day, I fantasize about cashing everything in, leaving, and creating a new life for myself elsewhere… like a complete reinvention.
For years, I’ve have always jokingly said that “I’m not a people person”. I really mean it. If I could get through a day without any kind of human interaction, I would be a very happy person. The thought of actually having to talk to people or be around them kind of ruins my day.
I’m too burned out to function as a person outside of work anymore. Yes, I’ll text my partner that I got home safe from work… but then I’ll sit in the car and doom scroll or dissociate, sometimes up to an hour. I will also do this when I have to run errands. Just giant blocks of time I can’t account for, pissed away.I don’t want to do this. I don’t want to live like this. I don’t know how to fix it.
I just found out 2 of my direct reports will be fired soon because of the restructuring and I have to keep it a secret. They are both excellent employees who do not deserve this at all. I’ve decided I’m handing in my resignation next week after 14 years and no other job lined up. I just can’t look these people in the face. I’m not cut out for this corporate b******t.
Gay 👍.
I’m pregnant!It’s still very early and I haven’t shared with friends or family yet, but I’m overjoyed. After almost a year of trying, it’s a hard secret to keep–I want to shout it from the rooftops!
In 6th grade, I peed in a bottle of coca cola that had 1/4 of it’s content remaining. You see, this a*****e of a bully often tries to forcefully take my snack during recess, so I handed him that bottle of cola. He did make a comment that it had an awful after taste, but nothing too crazy of a reaction. At that moment, I felt like I would burst into laughter, but if I did, he would suspect something was wrong with the cola. I also knew i would be in a world of trouble if the teachers knew I did something horrendous like that. So i kept my mouth shut and walked away. Till this day, I haven’t seen him since 6th grade, and I’m currently in my first year of college.
The heavy feeling of being lonely. It’s not there all the time, it just hits you like an anchor sometimes. Don’t have too many friends (mostly because I can be a difficult person to put up with). And its not like I want too many. Just want some company sometimes.
Oh damn a lot of these are really dark, I am sorry for all of you and hope you get people that help you.My secret is that I am in love with my roommate, but I am too afraid to tell her.
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That I have prostate cancer. I have told my siblings, and my next-door neighbor who also has it (we compare treatment options and progress - he chose radiation while i am considering surgery), but I feel like I would be garnering for sympathy if I shared it with more people that I know.Edit - This blew up, I wasn’t expecting that. Thanks to everyone for your responses, personal stories, and well-wishes. My neighbor is 83 and only had the option for radiotherapy or chemo. He chose the radiation. I am 70, and my options are radiation, surgery, and active monitoring thru mri and psa testing. Doctors all told me that radiation now would render me ineligible for surgery down the road if it comes back. My mri was PI RADS 4, and a biopsy returned 2 of 12 samples positive for cancer, all contained with the prostate, Gleason score 3+4. I hate the idea of not getting it out and possibly of it spreading to lymph nodes and/or bones. I’ll go visit the surgeon tomorrow who has performed > 18,000 Robotic-assisted radical prostatectomies and has had excellent results and patient reviews. I hate everything about this, and I just want it all to be over with.
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I’m so lonely and depressed now after my divorce, I lost all my friends. I’m just waiting for my family to pass on, then no one will even know I’m here.
I used a credit card and spent $1000+ to fix my partner’s car, I told her it was less than $300 so she wouldn’t feel bad.
I mixed leftover white and red wine and served it up in a rosé bottle.
My wife and I regularly swing with a couple in our friend group. Nobody else knows.
I, being a straight dude, exchanged oral with another guy (bi). He blew me in front of my now ex-wife (she was into it, I went with it like whatever, I get a bj!), and I went to his place to return the favor a few weeks later. Nice guy, coulda been friends I think but we fell outta touch.Apparently I give pretty good head. Wasted talent.Edit: Okay maybe 5% bi. Whatever. I’m not afraid of a d**k, and dammit, it’s just decent to return the favor haha.
I hope my mom passes before she needs constant care and assistance. She has no savings whatsoever and in the last few years has become a source of stress and resentment for me. She used to be my go to person to confide in. We’d have great conversations but she’s become someone I don’t recognize anymore.
I once ate an entire box of double stuff Oreos in one sitting.
My girlfriend’s previous partner died young of s***ide, he had cancer and chose to end it. I’m having symptoms associated with colon cancer now, just found blood in my stool this morning and have been having dull abdominal pains, change in stool habits. It may be something else, have appointment tomorrow with my doctor. My gf will never know.
It was me who farted in the car, not the dog! And I enjoyed it!
I’ve been depressed for a couple of weeks now. I had a heavy depressive year couple years back that I eventually ovèrcame, but I see a lot of similar symptoms bounce back. I was kind of vocal about it in the beginning, but I can see that it puts a strain on my SO who is also overworked and tired lately, so I try to keep the facade.I know the root reasons for it, but there isn’t much i can do about it. Not sure how i’ll get out of it this time.Edit: this gathered more attention than I expected for a little rant on the subway home. I’m fine y’all and when i’m not, I will be. This shall pass too.
I fantasise the slow painful deaths, of people who talk loudly on the phone on public transport.
I have a birth defect that required emergency brain surgery every so often. I have had over 30 surgeries and in between that time period I have had countless CT scans and chest X-rays. I have worried about the exposure overtime. I have a family history of all kinds of cancer. Under my arms (axillary/armpit) hurts in the lymph node area. I have a preventative colonoscopy scheduled soon and I worry that they will find something. I worry that my body is riddled with cancer. I can’t tell anyone close because I don’t want to scare them if it is nothing, but the stress of the unknown is killing me.
I really want my mom to move out of my house. She divorced her 7th husband and needed a temporary place to stay. That was 3 years ago. I’m 30 years old. I have no privacy in my own home and I’ve been with my partner since a few months after she moved in. We want to be able to move in together. But she’s unwilling to live with him and goes out of her way to make him miserable when he’s around. I know she’s disabled and can’t support herself but this is exhausting and I feel like my life is stuck on hold.
When i was 16/17 I made out with my mums friend who is also the mum of one of my best friends from school. She’s also a secondary school teacher (not my school) so it was pretty illegal.I wanted it to go further but she stopped it, but we kissed a few times on other occasions after that and she wanted to wait until I’m 18 before we went further. My mum would kll me/her if she found out. My school friend would probs kll me to, so it’s a secret I gotta take to the grave.
I can’t tell if I’m in love with my partner or if I’m just comfortable… or if I’m just incapable of letting myself relax and be happy.
How bad my addiction is.
My best friend constantly uses me as an outlet for her anger and frustration and it’s giving me anxiety and depression when I’m around her bc I don’t know when I might say/do something that’s gonna make her explode.
I don’t really love her but I tell her that I do because nobody else does. She deserves to feel loved. She deserves to be loved, but unfortunately I just don’t love her.I know that when I eventually have to break it off with her she’s going to be devastated and I only want her to be happy. I’ve created this problem.
I’m growing resentment towards my family and idk how to stop it. The older I get the more I realize I’m not compatible with these people and how they choose to live.Edit for the people giving advice to move away.I’m 30 now and only living back with them because Covid messed up the industry I worked in and the financial stability built up in my 20s. I moved out at 19 and never had to come back till now. I will move out again that’s not the issue. It’s more so a bunch of little things that add up making me not even want to be associated with them. I’ve stopped trying to nudge them in a different direction because they are comfortable with their living standards. I just know when I have kids in the future they’ll be upset to hear the truth about why I’m not ever letting them stay over here.
My wife is giving me depression.
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