People Reveal The One Secret They Refused To Share With Anyone Else

We all have a secret. Some are little bits of truths that we'll go to our graves with, while others are too good not to be shared. But what if that secret was so bad or embarrassing that you couldn't share it with anyone? Would you burst from keeping it locked away for so long? Or would you find some forum where you could share it anonymously? Yes, this is what the Internet is for: sharing those long-held secrets that nobody can know, from your spouse to your closest friends and family members.

You can create another identity and spill your guts about the deepest and darkest skeletons in your closet with no fear of being found out. It can be a relief valve, a pressure release, for you to keep your sanity intact while letting the cat out of the bag, without any repercussions.

Here are secrets that the folks on Reddit could only share anonymously. Due to the nature of this article, some of the stories included contain dark and sensitive material.

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#25 Love The Way I Lie

Everyone thinks I have my life together, but in reality, it's a horrible mess and I've gotten dangerously good at lying and being manipulative in order to get what I want after a rough childhood. I'm always keeping my emotions in check in order to portray myself however best fits the situation and prey on the emotions of others. I can't tell the truth anymore without deconstructing a 10+ year-old cumulative lie. I find myself lying over trivial things just to see how far I can go with it and still get away with it.

I'm 90 percent sure I have sociopathic if not psychopathic tendencies and the negative stigma in that alone keeps me up at night in case someone finds out. The worst part is this doesn't worry me even though logically I can deduce it should. In fact, I'm in love with the thrill of keeping this con going even though I know it will end up extremely destructive.

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#24 That Seems Way Too Old

I thought I learned how to tie my shoes when my mom showed me in pre-kindergarten, and I went around telling everyone I knew how to tie my shoes. The next time I try to tie them, though, it turned out I forgot how, but I was too embarrassed to ask for help. I didn’t learn how to tie my shoes until I was 18 years old.

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#23 Night Terrors

I have night terrors that I can't even explain, usually dealing with bizarro scenes you would see out of an American Horror Story episode. They're usually about friends, family, acquaintances, old friends I haven't seen in years. I get to the point of waking up crying and being scared to sleep. I don't tell anyone because I don't like the feeling of people thinking there is something wrong with me. I already struggle with the idea that I actually have autism and everyone just interacts with me to be nice.

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#22 A Soccer Affair

My wife cheated on me with a professional soccer player. I found pictures of her sent to him, texts between him and her that discussed getting together, and the most hurtful things a wife could say about her husband. At this point, I understood why she was feeling detached from me. All her emotional needs were being met by this other man.

We have 3 amazing kids. Life has been challenging for us but not any different or difficult than most couples. I am so in love with her. She is an amazing mom, extremely beautiful to me, and has a very attractive bubbly personality that everyone loves. I am so proud that she is my wife. At least I was.

We have been and still are going to counseling. She did end the relationship with the other man the day after I found out. She did say she loves me but is not romantically in love with me. Her actions are just not showing me much.

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#21 A Very Strict Sock Dress Code

I have gone to insane lengths in order to never wear matching socks a day in my life.

I've quit a high-paying job with a strict dress code. I've lost a relationship with someone who decided it proved my immaturity. I've worn boots to a funeral.

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#20 Military Intelligence

I have done 19 years in the military as an Intelligence Officer and can’t get any more anti-war in my thinking.

We’ve decimated countries and people are dying overseas every day, and Americans don’t see it because it’s not in our news cycle. The lies that have gotten us into wars are complex and self-serving and they are being used to get us to act in Syria and North Korea and Iran.

I can’t wait to retire and do anything other than intel, military, or government work.

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#19 Anger From Success

I really hate watching other people be successful. Unless they are a good person and I know that they don't care about other people praising them for their success, I resent them and secretly hope they fail, even if it's someone I have nothing against otherwise. It is definitely a jealousy thing.

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#18 Trauma

My mom doesn't believe me, but I woke up one night at her house while visiting almost 10 years after the Iraq War. I was in a pitch-black room that must have subconsciously reminded me of how absolutely dark Iraq could be at night. She came in quietly, since the main bathroom was through the guest room, trying not to wake me. But she was one closed door and a suspicious light away from me and what I thought was an insurgent that had gotten into my unit.

I didn't know her house from Iraq or Mars right then. No thoughts at all in my mind. Just the soldier's instinct to end a life. It made me realize I could never stay at someone else's house ever again, or really leave this pleasant sanctuary I've made for myself.

Some things never go away.

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#17 Office Smell

I toot in my co-worker's small office all the time. We're friends and all, so it's nothing malicious. I know when he leaves and usually how long he's going to be gone so when he leaves I'll walk into his office and toot.

He will sometimes comment about it. He thinks that it's because he shares a vent with the bathroom two doors down the hall. Sometimes I'll get an instant message like "Dude, this office, man. It reeks in here. I don't think they've changed the carpets in years. This is nuts."

Meanwhile, I'm holding my sides in laughter.

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#16 Still Ashamed To This Day

I was bullied a lot in school. I almost never had a good night's sleep; it was always me crying myself to sleep or trying to change who I was/am. I never once told my mother or father or anyone because I didn't want them to be ashamed of me. I still haven't told my parents and the bullying still effects me after all that time.

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#15 Best Friend and Fiancee

My fiancee is the only person I actually enjoy being around. I don't say that out loud because it puts unfair pressure on her and exposes my antisocial tendencies. I wasn't always this way; it happened after a deep depression and struggle. I've been happy and depression free for several years, but I haven't been the same. When I hang out with friends, I generally sit there thinking about how long I should stay before I can go home. It's hard for me to have conversations with people because I just think things like "When are they going to leave me alone?" or "When can I leave?" I'm pretty good at hiding it and have several people who consider me to be their friend, but I secretly get no enjoyment out of those relationships.

I'm not sure why my fiancee is different, but it makes me very afraid of losing her. I'm almost positive I won't find anyone else that I will be able to love like I do her. I wish I could change that about myself, but I don't know how.

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#14 A Surprising Revelation

I revealed to a Reddit friend I am a closet schizophrenic who has had daily conversations for 40 years with my daughter who passed away as an infant. I cannot tell you how liberating it was to finally share something that I couldn't even reveal to my therapist. Now I've shared the news with my husband, best friend, and therapist.

What did I learn? That they suspected my condition all along. And they are unconditionally supportive.

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#13 Yellow Flowers To Remember Him By

My mom and her boyfriend abused me and my two younger siblings when we were very young. One day, a few days after my brother's birthday, she told me my brother was sick and that he needed to go to the hospital. I didn't think much about it and said my goodbyes, as my mom dropped me off at my aunt's house on the way to the hospital.

I arrived at my aunt's house and my cousins and I played and watched television until it turned dark. Then something went wrong. We heard a knock on the door. My aunt opened the door and started to cry. I tried to piece it all together before I realized there were two policemen at the door. They picked me up and told me I had to go away. I didn't understand what was happening at all.

We arrive at a place I cannot remember much about, where they fed me and took care of me that night until the sun came up. After I had woken up, it was off to another location. They were taking me to a foster home. I was living with a large family I didn't know, and it was all too scary for me. I stayed there for a few weeks until I was moved somewhere else. There I waited in a room when I saw somebody I knew. My grandparents and my sister. But my brother wasn't there. All the abuse and neglect was too much for him. He was dying. And the reason why I was taken away was simply that my mother and her boyfriend were charged with abusing us and causing his death.

Every year, on his birthday, I go to where he was buried and put a flower on his grave. My aunt told me he loved yellow, so I always make sure to get yellow flowers, and maybe a small toy I think he would've liked. And sometimes I wonder if he's up there, looking down on me, and likes the fact that I still visit him every year.

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#12 An Unfortunate Accident

I'm the reason my cousin is mentally handicapped.

We are the same age, and when we were 7 years old our grandfather bought dirt bikes for us. We decided to make our own trail in the woods. I put this tree branch purposely at roughly head level, just so he could duck under it and it would look awesome.

The branch was heavy, but I was able to set it conveniently between two trees. He was braver than me, so he went first. Being dumb kids, we didn't wear helmets. I yelled for him to duck, but he didn't and hit his head on the branch. He got knocked backward and hit his head again straight into the ground.

I told everyone it was an accident. My grandfather sold the dirt bikes and I didn't see my cousin a whole lot after that.

That was nearly 25 years ago. I see him every Christmas, and it's always the same: in a wheelchair, being spoonfed by his mom. He can't speak and he likes to draw funny shapes. He most likely doesn't remember the incident, and I don't know if he remembers me. And that's what haunts me.

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#11 Still Addicted To The Game

I'm a well-adjusted, normal adult female and I still play Neopets. Or, at least, a Neopets clone. The actual game changed too much for that sweet nostalgia feeling, but I found a game online that's super similar to the one I played back in college. I've been playing it ever since I found it.

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#10 Goodbye And Good Riddance

My house is currently for sale. Everyone I know thinks I’m moving to a nearby area. I’m actually selling my house, quitting my job, then traveling the world for a few years. I hope to hand my notice in at work before the end of the year.

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#9 A Hidden Sickness

I have leukemia. It's the slowest growing form of leukemia and there’s no treatment other than stem cell, and hopefully, I won't need that any time soon. I'm not even 40 years old yet. I don’t look sick and even my own family doesn’t believe me, so why would anyone else? I guess you need to be frail, pale, skinny and bald to have cancer.

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#8 An Unwanted Treat In The New Toilet

I was at a party with my boyfriend's family. I've known them for a while but never been really comfortable around them. Anyways, we ate a lot of good Mexican food and then I had to go to the bathroom. I go upstairs and I go to flush but realize that there is no water in the bowl because they've been renovating and the bathroom was not ready yet. So I'm there asking myself what to do and I decided to call my boyfriend to ask him for help. Next thing, he comes in with a bag and a glove, and I had to take my business out of the toilet and into the bag, which we then hid somewhere in the woods next to the house.

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#7 The Man Has His Needs

My wife thinks I go to work 30 minutes early because of my military training. In reality, I get there early to watch a re-run of Dog the Bounty Hunter with my buddies.

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#6 The Things You Do For Love

The real reason my arm is broken is that I now owe a seemingly unobtainable amount of money to the wrong people. All because I tried to help my dead-beat brother out of a bad situation.

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#5 A Potential Reunion

I had a baby when I was 15 and he was adopted. It was a closed adoption and the most painful thing I’ve ever gone through.

He turns 18 in a few months and if he so chooses, he can find me. I’m married and have children now, but my kids have no idea he exists. I really want to meet him, but I’m terrified he has mental disorders like his biological father (who is in prison for murder).

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#4 A Hidden And Smelly Surprise

I have told my husband, and my mom knows, but nobody else.

When I was seven, I pooped in my bed in the middle of the night. I was scared of getting in trouble, so I threw my underwear behind the dresser in my bedroom and promptly forgot I did that. My mom found it two weeks later.

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#3 A Life Full Of Misery And Secret

My fiancée (who I’ve been with for the past 15 years) had her life ended in a car accident 2,000 miles away.

I literally have nothing now.

I’m so depressed that every time I see someone happy on social media of any kind, I get closer and closer to a depression I can't get out of. My therapist isn’t able to help me. No one is. Everyone keeps telling me it gets better, but it only gets worse. Every minute of life is absolute misery.

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#2 A Terrible Stepfather

I'm 24 and just found out that my dad ended his own life when I was two years old - two days before Christmas. It always left me wondering why. I learned that my mom was cheating on him with my stepdad. She had also told my dad that he would never see me again so he took his own life at his place of work after hours. I always thought my middle name being my stepdad's first name was just a coincidence because I don't remember him coming into my life until a few years later. My mom found out she was pregnant with my little sister three days after my dad's death. I've always resented my stepdad because he burnt all of my baby pictures with my dad in them and I never knew why. I still haven't confronted my mom.

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#1 Man's Best Friend Saves A Life

Back when I was 17, my parents had recently split up. My mom walked out, my sister was already in college across the country. I lived with my dad at the time, and he was the only family member I had within 1,500 miles. It was Christmas Eve and my father was gradually getting worse in the intensive care unite. I had already been dealing with him not paying bills, etc. And we didn’t have heat on in the house in the middle of winter.

I was a mess at the time, only having my beloved dog with me. It was about 48 degrees in our house, so she and I stayed in my bedroom where I had a space heater. I was depressed and ready to go to sleep and not wake up. I remember crying my eyes out Christmas Eve, asking for my dog's forgiveness if I didn’t wake up, and for someone, anyone, to help me.

I awoke 14 hours later to my dog whimpering and nudging me. When I woke up it was the strangest feeling I've ever had like I was meant to be here, and nothing would stop me.

I spent Christmas Day alone with my dog, holding her for the majority of the day. She didn’t leave my side once during my slumber and the day. It’s like she knew something was really wrong with me. I still have my girl to this day. I always thank her in my head for keeping me going or I would’ve given up if I didn’t have her.

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