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I Agreed To Keep This From Them
I Agreed To Keep This From Them

"My kids will never know me. Their mom had an affair with me early in her unhappy marriage. That means that their dad is not really their father. It was a lie everyone agreed to and I went away quietly to live with my own shame and regret..."

All That Matters Now
All That Matters Now

"My 12-year old daughter knows that I used to be a bit criminal and sold drugs and s---, but she doesn't know how violent I really was at times. I beat a guy pretty badly over a $10 drug debt once. Not proud of those years.

As for the things she does know, she said that 'none of that matters because I'm a good person and a good dad now.'

Thanks, kiddo!"

A Unique College Memory
A Unique College Memory

"Well, I didn't drop out of college with their mother after all. Instead, I had a bad trip, ended up in the hospital (by choice, and good thing, too - turns out panic attacks on acid are worth going to the hospital for, because valium, and de-escalation), and then, as I was still coming down, the academic dean called me IN THE HOSPITAL and told me not to come back.

I then promptly snuck back on campus and hid out illegally in the room of their mother-to-be. For three months. She used to smuggle food for me, from the dining hall every day, because she is a saint. Then, at the end of the semester, she dropped out, and we left together.

That was in 1993. We just celebrated our 18th anniversary, and soon the elder child turns 12. I still haven't decided if I'll tell when the moment comes..."

That's Not Exactly How Mom Makes Money
That's Not Exactly How Mom Makes Money

"I'm a single mom with a son in middle school. What he doesn't know and hopefully will never know is that I strip 3 nights a week. I work and live in Las Vegas so it's easy to get lost in a sea of girls at any given club, so I never see anyone I know. There are probably 5 people that know what I do, outside of those in the business. I don't do stage and I'm what's referred to as a VIP girl, so I luckily enough don't have to work the floor. Odds that he finds out are very slim. If he happens to before college I'll lie my a-- off!

Also, something I take into consideration is how others will treat him if word gets out. He goes to a very affluent private school. The last thing I would ever want is for someone to throw it in his face. One thing you might not know is how differently people treat me if they find out what I do. Men become very inappropriate in how they act towards me; Very touchy, overly flirty, and sometimes very aggressive. Women think I'm terrible and I'm out to steal their man. I'm not interested in dealing with any of that. So for now, I believe I'm handling it in the very best way possible for the both of us!

I'm able to give him a nice home, send him to an amazing private school since preschool, and I'm able to spend all of my time with him. He has no idea. He literally thinks I'm a cocktail waitress at as casino."

They're Too Young To Understand
They're Too Young To Understand

"My kids are young still (4 and 5) but they don't know I have Stage IV breast cancer. They just know that mom takes medicine, and goes to the doctor a lot. We let them shave my head when my hair fell out, they still talk about the day they cut mom's hair and ask when they can do it again, but they don't understand why it happened..."

Addiction And Work Affairs
Addiction And Work Affairs

"I was in a bad 5-year long relationship. He introduced me to (hard) drugs and before long we were basically addicts. Anything we could do...all of the drugs and alcohol...it had become a problem. I ended up $15,000 in debt. A married coworker of mine and I told each other we would leave our significant others and be together...we did just that. I quit everything (except 1 drug) cold turkey, he filed for divorce and 3 months later I was pregnant. Now we have a beautiful son and great relationship. But I will never tell our son that months before he was conceived I was a drug addict and his father was married to someone else."

The 19 Year Secret
The 19 Year Secret

"I have two sisters and one brother, I'm the youngest. When I was 14, my parents let out a huge secret within our family about my oldest sister. I guess when my mom was 15, some guy that she was dating that was kinda mental and also abusive, had gotten her pregnant and then left her. But then my parents got together when my sister was about a year old. Decided to never speak of it to any of their future kids they have together. My aunt (mom's sister) ended up blabbing about it when she was 19, thinking that my parents had already told her, that was a long night after that...

I completely understand my parents' reasoning for keeping a secret like that from us our entire lives (19 years) they didn't want situations happening. Situations such as an angry little kid saying 'YOU ARE NOT MY REAL BROTHERS and/or SISTER' or 'YOU ARE NOT MY REAL DAD'... I gotta admit it kept the peace a good amount. But it was kind of weird finding out about it. That was 4 years ago and none of us think about each other any differently, we rarely talk about it but when we do we are usually joking around about it. She's my sister and I love her the same no matter what."

Leave The Velcro Alone
Leave The Velcro Alone

"I once found my three-year-old son playing with a Velcro strap on my bed. It's one of the straps my husband uses to tie me to the bed, blindfold me, and, you know.

If my son knew, he'd be mortified. My husband, however, thinks it's hilarious. Go figure."

A Life-Changing Experience And Important Message
A Life-Changing Experience And Important Message

"I was arrested and charged (not convicted) with two felonies for possession and use of a controlled substance after I overdosed on a hard drug. Yeah...they will never know that story. Basically, I had taken two drugs from someone I trusted enough to buy drugs from but didn't know their source. Took the first pill and then took the second about an hour or two later. I was soo f---ed up and everything was going really well.

I was on my way out the door to go meet up with some friends when I just knew something wasn't right. I didn't know what, but I could feel my body/mind starting to spin out of control. I turned to the guy I was with and told him he needed to take me to the ER. He refused to take me. I went out to his front yard and began pacing back and forth telling myself everything was okay. I knew it wasn't and I went back inside to get my phone and clutch and started walking.

My heart was racing and my brain felt like it was trying to escape out of my skull. I called 911 and told them I needed someone to pick me up. The first woman I talked to was a b---- and tried to get me to tell her who I got the drugs from...so I hung up. Then I realized I needed to call back and so I talked to another person who let me know that an ambulance was on the way. I don't remember how long I was on the phone, but I eventually had to hang up because I couldn't just keep walking. It was late at night and I was walking along the side of a busy road, so I started to run. My heart was beating so fast that it freaked me out to listen to it and my brain was doing this weird whoosh feeling thing like it was enlarging and trying to escape my skull. I was totally f---ing freaked out. I knew I was going to die and I was so devastated. I was 18-years-old and overdosing on the side of the road. I knew I would never see my mom again or become a teacher like I had always dreamed of. It was horrific having to accept my death at such a young age. It really f---ed me up.

Obviously, I didn't die. First, two police cars showed up and I handed over the other pills that I had on me. People have told me how stupid this was, but I thought I was dying and I didn't give a f---. The ambulance arrived only moments later and I went to the hospital. I hallucinated for the next 24 hours and was released the next morning. I was extremely f---ed up that next day. I was in no condition to be released, but somehow they let me and I somehow managed to call a taxi and give the taxi directions to my friend's house.

That was the last day I ever did drugs. I had tried to smoke since then, but I have horrific anxiety after that experience and the smoking has only exacerbated that problem, whereas it used to not do that.

It's been more than five years since that night and I am now a mother and I am finishing going to school to be a teacher. I am grateful that I had that night because I don't know what kind of a piece of s--- I would be now if I hadn't. I wouldn't have stopped using drugs.

There are a lot of people who think x is harmless fun. I get that there are studies that have shown that it can help people, but those studies are controlled with much smaller doses. The s--- you're buying from the streets isn't the same. You have no idea what it's cut with unless you test it first. It's not worth it to f--- around with drugs. Save your f---ing brain and other essential organs. I hate to sound like a dad, but it really isn't worth it."

Still Haunts Me Everyday
Still Haunts Me Everyday

"I'm going to do everything I can to make sure my kid (3) will never find out about my short career as a private military contractor. I did a lot of things that haunt me to this day; made a lot of money, but did a lot of terrible things in my pursuit of it. This fact has ruined a lot of relationships for me, even with close friends and family members. I did it in preparation for him and I don't want any of that to come back and damage our relationship when he's old enough to comprehend the things I did."

They Found Love In A Hopeless Place
They Found Love In A Hopeless Place

"Granted, my baby is still a fetus, but it's gonna be really weird when they find out that Mum and Dad met in rehab.

We're both young, fit, just bought a house in the suburbs. It shocked my friends at work, it's gonna really weird out a kid..."

His Son Will Put 2 And 2 Together Some Day
His Son Will Put 2 And 2 Together Some Day

"That his mother cheated for most of the marriage, and his coming younger brother came because of it. We're divorcing and our son is less than 2, and his brother will obviously have a different dad, but I won't crap all over his mother to him. One day he'll do the math when he's an adult..."

She's Just Too Popular
She's Just Too Popular

"Even though I give my daughter friend advice, I'm actually jealous that she's well-adjusted and popular. I can't relate to her situation because I've never been there. She has so many great friends and is so level-headed. There's one girl who is so jealous of her that she has been talking about her and sabotaging her. I have no clue how to help. I've never had anyone pay attention to me, let alone be jealous."

Hopefully They Won't Find The Photos
Hopefully They Won't Find The Photos

"I used to do a lot of nude modeling when I was younger- a lot of it was for friends who were fellow artists or photographers who did beautiful and artistic work- I'm not ashamed of that part.

It's the stuff that resulted from a relationship with a much older photographer who not only took advantage of me but who also pushed me way beyond both my personal limits and the law (I was 15). My kids will never know those photos exist (and I really really hope they never find them online)!"

She Didn't Know It Was A Baby
She Didn't Know It Was A Baby

"When I was 13, I found out my mom didn't know she was pregnant until she was five months along. In fact, she thought I was cancer or some sort of virus, so her first thought was to drink a bunch of cough syrup. My dad had a vasectomy, and my mother had her tubes tied and was also 41, yet I'm still here. I came out fine, and I have my GED, so I got that going for me."

How I Met Your Father
How I Met Your Father

"My daughter is only 19 months, and the other baby is unborn, but there are things I hope they never know. Their dad, my husband, is my second marriage. Also, he was a heavy drug user in high school and into his 20's. The man has done pretty much everything. We met in the casual encounters section of Craigslist, when my ex-husband decided he wanted me to f--- other dudes (long story). We still smoke (when I'm not pregnant). I've had a couple threesomes..."

And That's Why I Can't Return To Alabama
And That's Why I Can't Return To Alabama

"There is stuff that I did from age15 to 25 that they will never know. Some of that is stuff even my wife will never know. Frankly, I wake up every day surprised that I am still alive. Strangely, I don't think my life would be complete without this decade. It was intense, things that most of the friends I have now would never even come close to doing. And they would never believe the things I did. They think I am quite nerdy and I am cool with that. There is one story I will share that I have never spoken of and it terrifies me every time I think about it.

I was working construction with one of my cousins, Brett, one summer. It was Friday and payday. We took a break for lunch and suddenly a guy we knew from high school walked up - let's call him Pat. He breaks out some drugs and we all decided to partake. Then Pat suddenly suggested that we go diving (snorkeling) at this place he knew that wasn't too far away. My judgment -- which at this time in my life was always questionable at best - said sure, let's go. We stopped and cashed our paychecks and grabbed a couple of bottles of booze. As we head out, we are on a big circular entrance ramp onto the interstate. Being high and a little drunk, I somehow spun my truck out and hit a small sign - denting a fender. We continued on.

We are in Louisiana and now decide to go on to Florida, Santa Rosa Island specifically, about a 4-hour drive. So, we are driving along and reach Florida somehow with zero problems. We stop at a hotel, having spent most of our money - we couldn't afford a hotel room. We went to the pool anyway. Most of what happened from this point on are just snippets of awareness and consciousness. There were several girls in the pool. Flash of consciousness - naked girl. Flash - cousin drinking straight from a bottle of bourbon. Flash - girl slapping Pat. Then blackness.

I wake up on the beach the next morning. I have no recollection of how I got there and no real idea of where I am. I rise from the sand and see Pat out in the Gulf of Mexico body surfing. I become upset - I am confused and not happy that I am here and I am ready to leave. My cousin is getting ready to go into the water. I tell them I am leaving - with or without them. I walk to the hotel parking lot and find my truck. I then realize I don't have the keys. A frantic search ensues. Pat and my cousin walk up - both are angry and don't want to leave. I don't care. Neither of them has the keys. I light up a cigarette and try to figure out what to do. I slide open the ashtray and hear the jingle of my keys. Somehow, through all of this, I had the presence of mind to put my keys somewhere I wouldn't lose them. I fired up my truck and we take off.

Pat and Brett decide the party isn't over and start swigging a bottle. I stop for gas. While the gas is pumping I take a look in the bag that Pat has been carrying since the beginning of this odyssey. It is full of every drug imaginable. Pills, powders, alcohol...everything. And it isn't just a little bit. As we are about to leave, I have reached the end of my patience with Pat and make him ride in the bed of the truck or I am going to whip his a--.

I am completely sober and pissed off. We enter the tunnel in Mobile, Alabama. I look in the rearview and Pat is mooning cars like the f---ing idiot he is. Seven state troopers are waiting for us on the other side the tunnel. The person Pat is mooning is the Chief of Police of Mobile. I pull over. Pat has somehow fallen out of the truck and rolled down a steep embankment into some really nasty looking water. Brett was on the other side of the truck being grilled as well. I begin apologizing profusely, taking full responsibility. The cops stop yelling and are now talking to Pat and checking him out. Finally, one of the big troopers comes up to me and in the most southern of southern drawls, explains to me what is going to happen. Great, arrested in Mobile, Ala-f---king-bama. But, no -- I am not to be hauled to jail. The next words out of his mouth were, 'You seem like you are OK. You get in that f---in' truck and drive back to Louisiana. I don't ever want to see you in my state again. Your two buddies here are going to jail.' I got in my truck and left.

I arrived home to a very concerned girlfriend (who is now my wife of 31 years) and angry parents. An hour later I get a call from Brett saying he is home. Apparently, he had a wad of cash on him and gave most of it to the cops to let him go. He hitched a ride with a trucker.

A few weeks later, I heard that Pat went to rehab to dry out. The minute they let him out -- he went to Bourbon Street and got blackout drunk and no one had heard from him since. I figured he was probably dead. Pat came from a very wealthy family that always bailed him out both figuratively and literally. Recently, he sent me a Facebook friend request. His profile picture looks very normal, except for his eyes. Those crazy Charles Manson eyes. Clearly, he is still the same old Pat.

I don't look back on it with any major regrets though. It was a life of living wild and fast. It happened. It was a different time back then in the late 70's."

What A Good Dealer He Was
What A Good Dealer He Was

"I was a gangster/juvenile delinquent who started drinking, smoking, and breaking into cars when I was 15. I found a few pictures from this era, at my Mom's house a while back and promptly destroyed them. I met my now wife/child's Mom, through a mutual friend...our dealer. We now live in the suburbs and own a mini-van."

He Would Not Have Been A Good Dad
He Would Not Have Been A Good Dad

"2 years before my daughter was conceived, I got pregnant by my POS ex, but I miscarried. And even though at the time it destroyed me (went into a deep depression, cried every night for like a year) My ex didn't give a s---. I'd never felt so alone yet I clung to him.

Then I snapped out of it. Met her dad and told my a--hole of an ex to shove it.

While I will still always be sad about losing my baby, I'm glad it happened. My ex would have been a terrible father."

Hope My Kids Don't Ever Cook That For Me
Hope My Kids Don't Ever Cook That For Me

"They would be shocked to discover that I am in fact not 'too full' to eat their eggs, brussel sprouts, or mushrooms.

I really just hate those types of foods, and only choke down the portion on my plate so they don't automatically hate them without trying them first."

Probably Shouldn't Bring That Into Australia
Probably Shouldn't Bring That Into Australia

"I used to be the largest importer of drugs into Western Australia, up to 10000 a week. I have had a very violent past and a huge amount of convictions, but strangely no prison time. Not proud of it, not ashamed of it.

I haven't sold or taken A class drugs for 20+ years. Stop smoking 6 years ago, cigarettes 3 years ago. I am a father of two boys (11 & 12). I have always been self-employed. I also built all my businesses from the ground up, invented and manufactured quite a few products.

I took some hard drugs every day for about two years in my early twenties and as a result, I would get bored with things easily so am constantly challenging myself with new ideas/concepts. I was lucky to get through it with my mind relatively intact."

Oh No, The Kid Is Catching On
Oh No, The Kid Is Catching On

"We just got back from holidays 2 days ago. Friends were looking after our fish and he died in their care... Our 8-year-old is looking at the (pretty close likeness) copy and hmmm-ing a bit but I think we've got away with it."

At Least He Returned It
At Least He Returned It

"I once stole a school bus, because my truck broke down and I needed to pick up some material for a landscaping job. I drove it from Missouri to Arkansas to pick up some rock for a landscaping project, stacking it all down the aisle.

Then I drove back, unloaded it, and returned the school bus to the school bus driver's home, while he was in Oklahoma gambling at a casino. He never knew. I never told till now. He shouldn't have left the keys in it."

Glitch In Club Penguin
Glitch In Club Penguin

"I used to play mini games to win coins on their Club Penguin account. They thought it was some kind of glitch with the game. I liked the dancing one and the tobogganing ones the best. But those are also pretty much the only two I can consistently find. I always get lost. But I'm pretty good at those ones and can win some coins."

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