25 Times People Used This Online Thread To Confess Things Nobody In Their Real Life Knows About

Published 2 months ago

In the vast expanse of the internet, where anonymity often serves as a cloak for users to share their innermost thoughts, the ‘Ask Reddit’ community has emerged as a digital confessional.

Recently, a thought-provoking question posed by user ‘meepmorp98’ turned the spotlight on a hidden world of personal revelations. The query, “What is a secret you wouldn’t tell outside the bounds of the internet?” led to an outpouring of confessions and anecdotes that provide a glimpse into the guarded corners of people’s lives.

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Im in love with my best friend.

I told her two years ago that I wanted to take her on actual date, and she told me she just wanted to be friends. After that’s It was a couple weeks of her not really talking to me and then unfortunately she had an accident. The accidentally resulted in problems partially impacting both long and short term memory.

I didn’t ask if she remembered our conversation. And we more or less went back to the way things were, other than her telling me the same adorable stories over and over again, multiple times a week.


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I read a lot. I wake up as early as 4-4:30 a.m. so I can read, or even stay up super late. Not just because I like it a lot, but because it keeps me from thinking intrusive thoughts ever since my mother died 5 years ago from cancer. The feeling of going into another world if only for a moment makes me feel secure. Not sure if that’s healthy, but it’s better than any antidepressant I was given that made me feel like a different person.


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I have told a few people.  But it’s limited.

I am a CSA victim and my abuser made national news twice for the video she took of us boys, not the physical abuse. Police didn’t investigate properly, and when I went to make a report 30 years after the abuse the cop at reception was a hostile, rude aggressive man.  I walked out actually crying.  The cop quit his job 2 weeks into his investigation.  But that cop literally broke me soul.
I don’t feel strong enough to open up about my abuse and how hard it’s been being let down by police at every step.
?‍♂️  .


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I don’t like the name we picked for our daughter. It’s a classic name that works well where we live and with her brothers name. I don’t hate it by all means, but I would have wanted a different name. I couldn’t bring myself to tell my partner because it is his favorite name of all time, and he agreed to my favorite name for our son.

I am about to pop, and at times, I think I have not delivered already because I am not ready to accept her name.

Edit: I probably should delete the comment, as it’s not a secret anymore. I sat down with my partner and told him that I don’t really like the name we choosed for our daughter. We had a long talk about it. He had similar feelings with our son and didn’t say anything as he knew it was my favorite name. But he also said the name really grew on him, so no regrets there.

We agreed on waiting until she is here and look how I feel about her being called by that name. If I really can’t roll with it, we will look into different options and use that name as a middle name (we agreed on a different one for family reasons, but it isn’t that important to us). Honestly, just talking to him about my doubts is making me feel a lot better. Ironically, I now have the feeling the name will grow on me, lol. Pregnancy hormones are wild, and all the good stories about names growing on people really helped as well! Thanks for everyone’s advice.


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I’m jealous of the friendships my friends have with each other. I’ve never felt as close to them as they do with each other. And as a 40 year old man, I would feel childish admitting this. I just feel like an outsider sometimes, and just wish I had the same kind of bond they do.


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Just about every day, when I am in the car headed to work, I genuinely contemplate just driving off and leaving everything behind. My fantasy is heading all the way to Alaska, living in a motel room, and washing dishes for work.

I can’t go through with it because I have people counting on me.

Yes, I am in therapy.

Edit: I got a message from a bot that a concerned Redditor was reaching out. I don’t know who you are, but I appreciate you. I can assure you that I do not wish to harm myself. Just experiencing “the call of the void”. Thank you, though. You are a good person.


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Sometimes I get up in the morning, shower, get ready, and then get back into bed and pretend to be sleeping just so my daughter can run into our room and wake me up.

She’s 7, and still loves waking me up in the morning to get my day started by seeing her face first.

I pray that I will never know a day that doesn’t start like this.


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Back when we were dating, my wife found out I’d never had a surprise birthday party before. She *really* wanted to throw one for me, which I was okay with. Only one problem: it never worked. She’d try almost every year, try throwing surprise parties for other occasions. Each time, as she was planning stuff, I’d pick up on some discrepancy in her cover story, or pick up on something that a friend said, ask about it, and she’d be unable to cover it.

Then finally, after years and years of this, she pulled it off. She was delighted and so proud that she at last managed to surprise me. She’s talked about it for years, about how close I came to uncovering it. It made her so happy, and it was a lot of fun.

Except what actually happened is I finally managed to be quick enough putting the pieces together to stop myself before I asked about the discrepancy in her cover story. Played dumb, pretended I had no idea. Acted surprised when the day came.

She will never know.


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My fiance loves to sing around the house – but only when I’m not there or can’t hear. She has the most beautiful voice and incredible vocal ability.
My secret? When I have my headphones on around the house, she’ll sometimes call out to me and I’ll pretend I can’t hear her at all. She’ll often start singing and I turn my headphones off so I can hear her properly. It’s been 4 years and she still doesn’t know that I purposely ignore her so I can listen to her singing.


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A few years ago my dads truck was broken into and he lost all of his rings (he had several silver rings, would take them off to drive bc the wheel rubbing on the rings was iritating. Forgot them in the truck one day and they were all stolen).

My dad is not the type to accept gifts, especially if it’s a replacement for something that was lost due to his own error.

Over the years, I’ve been slowly replacing them. I’ll save up, buy a ring that looks similar to one of the old ones, and then I’ll either claim I found it somewhere or leave it for him to find.

I replaced 2 by pretending I found them in the snow while out shoveling. Months later I left one outside our front door for him to find.

It makes him SO happy everytime one is found. I hope he never finds out I am the one leaving them lol.


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I’ve tried to off myself several times before, I have “ letters” hidden everywhere to my husband and my kids and my mom and siblings. I started Zoloft because of it, I had developed a panic disorder about three years ago and no one would take me seriously when i would try to talk about it, other than my husband, I started Zoloft for my anxiety, but in reality I started it so i would stay alive for my husband and my children, and it’s been 4 months in, and the past two weeks I’ve actually felt happy, like excited about living instead of the opposite.


I hired a sex worker once. No sex had or wanted. She was surprised. I just wanted someone to talk to freely. Therapists in my area never called me back so I got mad and got it done that way. She had an easy night lol. She was actually a cool person once the dust settled and we figured it out. My male friends would be disappointed I didn’t bang her and my female friends would be revolted. F**k all of them, I’m gonna be me.

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My life expectancy is less than a year. My friends and family think I’m anti social but actually I spend most of my time in bed. I don’t want to tell anyone and I don’t know why.


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I ran in a high school track meet once using a tampon. The entire tampon. Plastic tube and all. I was so confused on how these were in popular use because wow what a pain in the a*s it was trying to keep that little extendable plastic stick from falling out, why did people like using these things???

Edit – I have deep regret about the word choice of “pain in the a*s” in this post ?.


I pointed a gun at my stepmom’s abusive boyfriend when he was sleeping and couldn’t pull the trigger.

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A friend has a huge, very visible tattoo (inner forearm, almost wrist to elbow) that she designed and is proud of.

It’s misspelled.


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I had a “best friend” that would humiliate me in front of groups of friends. One night he decided to do it in front of the guy I had just started dating, sharing really embarrassing/personal stories and wouldn’t stop. Everyone was laughing. I went into the bathroom and scrubbed the toilet with his toothbrush. Have never told a soul about that.


I work in a front-facing role where I interact with customers, sub contractors and clients for 12h a day. I’m chatty, full of energy and I get on with everyone. But outside of work, I have no friends. The one friend I had has moved away and we speak very rarely anymore.

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I’m almost a millionaire.. most of my family thinks I’m barely making it (I make 40k a year) but I invested wisely.


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My mother died in childbirth. I was the child. There was a photo my dad kept on the mantel. He’s got my sister hoisted up on his shoulders, he’s looking out of breath and nervous. He’s set the timer on the camera and wasn’t sure of the settings. My mother is stood next to him. His arm around her and she’s looking up at them and laughing, she looks young, happy, and very pregnant.

When i was about 7 I destroyed it.

He turned the house upside down looking for it. Eventually he thought it got stolen for the silver frame, toured the pawn shops and banned me and my sister from having visitors.


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The last time I shat myself I was 14 and walking home from the bus. I didn’t even feel it coming. It was just explosive diarrhea. To make it worse, both my parents got home early and my dad’s boss was over for a visit. Nobody outside of the 4 of us knows.


I pretend to be okay when I really have a lot of unimaginable hell in my life going on. In my defence I do it for a chance at quality connections and understanding other people bc if they saw that then they probably wouldn’t be themselves or at the very least share their problems or struggles or think I could be comforting in any way to them.

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I like the smell of my cats’ breath when they yawn in my face. That dank kibble smell is oddly comforting.

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Soon after my ex-wife and I separated, two women very close to her also divorced from their respective husbands. I’ve hooked up with both, separately. Not that I went after them for revenge against my ex-wife, our separation was very amicable. In both cases it just happened naturally, long time friends going through similar times and finding comfort in each other. But I think it would hurt everyone if it would come to their knowledge.


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I don’t fully like my engagement ring. It’s not at all what I showed my partner I liked but I will not tell him because he picked it out for me on his own and that is enough for me.

Saumya Ratan

Saumya is an explorer of all things beautiful, quirky, and heartwarming. With her knack for art, design, photography, fun trivia, and internet humor, she takes you on a journey through the lighter side of pop culture.

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