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Something you did in your past that you regret or kept as a secret ... but can't take back.

I was watching over an elderly woman and helping her with general house duties. A few months into helping her I started having problems in my relationship and stopped coming around regularly. One day she fell at home and ended up in the hospital. Because of her old age the injury didn't heal and she started getting bed sores. She ended up in a nursing home and declined rapidly. I started going to see her even less because it was sad to see her going from being a self-sufficient person to a complete invalid. One day I went to visit and found her dead in her bed. The staff didn't even know she passed away. I always think that if I'd put my stupid relationship drama aside and given her more of my attention maybe I could've prevented her slow, painful and lonely death.
yes shed still be alive today. would have left you in her will. maybe even given you the house! but no. you just had to try and fix something thats not even happening today. you selfish selfish girl....
you know im only kidding,right?

was at a party and wound up beating the shit out of someone pretty good. he was being a pain in the ass. i warned him once. and he proceeded to be one. then i just went off. i may have over reacted just a tad. turned out the dude wound up being a really nice guy,i found out afterward. and thats just how he gets when hes excited and having a good time. we became friends. thats when i regreted what i did,because he was so nice toward me afterward. he was just that way to people. ive apologized to him about it and he didnt hold a grudge to it.
thats when i became the guy to have his back during any altercation. not like there were many. but he knew i was there for him.
 
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Ok so I was triggered by a recent post on here about a woman shitting in a lift, and I started remembering back when I did a lot of stupid shit when I was young and I really didn't know any better and I admit, I was quite rebellious and challenging when I was young.
I had got a job after leaving school for a cleaning company who had to clean elevators (special cloths and disinfectants and all that crap) and that post took me back to the day I quit one of my first jobs.
I was so churned up about how shit the job was but mostly how I realized that nobody actually knew how really horrific some people's jobs were - anyway I was kinda just really frustrated that morning ...anyway I started the job as usual ..turned up on time etc .. cleaned a couple of lifts , no problemmo .. then opened the doors on a particular lift. The stench and overwhelming putridness of it had me bent over ... litteral shit all over the floor, some junkie giving me a weird one eyed "oh hey dude" surrounded by a stinky pool of piss with a couple of needles floating in it.
I went down the corridor compelled by a strange feeling of frustration that overwhelmed my common sense that would otherwise alert me to realizing I could lose my job if I deviate from company rules and /or protocols.
Complete "Fuck-it" was the menu of that moment and I grabbed the emergency fire hose from the reel and turned it on FULL blast and pressed the doors open button on the lift. When those doors opened and the burst of water gushed in with a power I had not ever expected nor ever imagined .. that drug fucked loony looked like he was rap dancing in there ...swirling around , I reckon the pressure maybe even did some damage to his face! I dunno, but I covered him in his own shit while squirting at him cos I kept aiming the flow of water into his face via all the stinky juice up onto him.
It was bitter sweet, as I knew that I was gonna be fired ... but at the same time it felt good to squirt that cunt. Anyway.. I never talked about what really happened for so many years to anyone , especially family cos it was my Uncle that helped me get that stupid job and I didn't want to look ungrateful or unemployable back in the day.

I have so many of these kind of stories and I really can't change history, or justify any of my poor decisions that I made .. but I really don't think I'm anything like the person I used to be when I was a teenager or in my early 20's. I've had relationships, had children, lived quite a lot of experiences and grown spiritually etc .

I made this thread as a curious call out to anyone who might remember a bit of a silly or stupid thing they did when they were younger or maybe a bit of a 'life virgin' and think later on as a more educated adult ...whoah, did I really do that? But you never shared with anyone . I'm curious .

I'll leave a couple more just for example sake ... but please share your own , even if it's weird as fuck ... in fact the weirder the better, cos I really like hearing people's experiences or things they might have done but never told anybody cos it was too weird or "wrong" or embarrassing etc.

example : I once drove over a bunch of pigeons with a ride on lawn mower in front of a homeless lady who was feeding them bread... I regret it. I was an angry teenager and it gives me no pride.
example : I used to sell hot dogs out front of a nightclub but I would charge drunk people double then put the extra money in a toolbox and not tell my boss about it.
example : I once accidentally set a neighbor's dress on fire during a Christmas celebration .. she sued my other neighbor but nobody ever knew and still doesn't ...that it was actually me.

THIS IS WHAT THE THREAD IS ABOUT . SHARE YOUR SECRETS OR SECRET REGRETS - it doesn't have to be too serious you can share a laff about it ..... it can be as simple as you stole bubble gum as a kid... or sniffed your sister's underpants or some shit ... bring it on...
when i was young is was also a shitty angry kid , but the one thing i think about a lot is the time i set fire to a cornfield near my neighborhood .... i didnt burn the whole thing down and it was fall so there was no actual crops but i regret it now that im older not only because of the damage but i was in a really dangerous position at the time , i had to cut some of my hair off because i singed it and i knew my mom was going to be pissed so i had to lie my ass off and some other kids in the neighborhood got in trouble for what I did . I dont live in my childhood home anymore but they cleared the cornfield to build houses , so its all gone now .
 
Actually, I did think of a funny and less somber thing to share: Water-Ballooned my 4th grade teacher on the last day of school. Can't exactly give a kid detention or discipline on the last day of school. I felt bad, she was really nice and I have no recollection of what the motivation for it was.
I did water bombs over a cliff edge one summer at a beach with a bunch of mates, we were pretty young like 12, the aiming right for womens boobs was paramount of course. God I wish we had cameras like we do today, the shit captured on video would be such GOLD .

Speaking of regrets... I'll make it something I don't regret instead. It's tryin to kill my family and fuck them up for the disrespect these mudufuckas have been giving me. I'm referring to my aunt, cousins, and all, not my parents or my sister. But one thing I enjoyed one of the most is my intentions of trying to kill people in an effort to piss off God for not being the savior I want him to be because God is an idiot!
Hey can I say that I went through some pretty serious abuse as a kid and was never protected by any of my family and carried a whole lot of shame and anger toward them for ages. I actually went through a really angry rebellious stage mashed with heavy drinking into my 20's and was always blaming God for ignoring me if he ever existed at all. I kinda feel your comment comes from a place of disappointment and anger at your family that let you down. It sucks that your own family can actually make a person feel so mad and let down so I just want to say - Don't even bother putting faith in God, it's a scam that people have used for eternity to fuck with people's heads.. just hold your own head high and have faith in your own self - as for family, remember that people who are blood related can even behave like cunts to their own family so just build your own family from people who give you respect, and screw the other lot... and never let them guilt trip you to think less of yourself.

I was watching over an elderly woman and helping her with general house duties. A few months into helping her I started having problems in my relationship and stopped coming around regularly. One day she fell at home and ended up in the hospital. Because of her old age the injury didn't heal and she started getting bed sores. She ended up in a nursing home and declined rapidly. I started going to see her even less because it was sad to see her going from being a self-sufficient person to a complete invalid. One day I went to visit and found her dead in her bed. The staff didn't even know she passed away. I always think that if I'd put my stupid relationship drama aside and given her more of my attention maybe I could've prevented her slow, painful and lonely death.
Oh damn, you reminded me of when my great Grandma died. She was a tough bird until she got put in a nursing home. I regret not visiting very much. They found her in a puddle of her own piss and she'd been ignored for like two whole days. They actually shut the place down because of elderly neglect. Yeah I can't count how often I wish we had a time machine to go back and do things different, life is so weird like that. It's like, by the time you actually figure life out it seems impossible to change any of it. It's like a twisted Irony like life is just a weird hellish Twilight Zone episode or some shit.

Hey DJ, I really appreciate you noticing my abcense, I've just been sinking myself I to work, whittling down hobbies so I can spend more time riding my motorbikes and I have just been more social with friends.......that and trying to be a better person, and being here dealing with all the bullshit that I have been, really knocked the wind out me, but I'm in a good frame of mind now and just always trying to improve myself and be a better human. And staying clear of toxic bitches and cunts.
This might sound a bit wishy washy to say , but I used to stress out so damn much, then depression on top of it all. The HUGEST thing that seems to have changed with me is I started just accepting what I can't control. The people I would constantly disagree with or fight with and stress over.. I just started saying to myself "Fuck it" whatever - it's hard to explain but maybe after my Dad died I started seeing life a bit differently and realizing how much energy and time I wasted over the years on bullshit that never mattered. I mean, once we're in the ground 'that's the end of us' so just try and find your comfortable space in life. I lost a whole lot of money and good work by making incorrect decisions etc and I can't change any of it. A long term relationship is gone now, I wish I had my old job back etc etc but hey, I just set small personal goals for myself , like I want to lose a bit of weight before the end of the year and try to get fit again like I was a couple of years ago. Shit like that. Try and stay off alcohol even though it's near impossible - I really simplified my life and slowly dumped all the things that cause complications - it just means that social life is a bit quieter and life feels a bit lonely sometimes but it's a fair price to pay when I think back to how stressed I had gotten. Good to know you're aiming for better things - stick with it. :tu:

When I was very young, I would have make tea or coffee for some people I hated. I used to spit in it, proper snort and honk spit. I then got great satisfaction from watching them drink it 🤣 I used to blow my nose on their coats too.
Of course, they never knew.
I once put an entire whole carrot (it was dirty too, still had leafs on the end of it) into the cake mix of a cake being baked to farewell a teacher I fucking hated. Our cooking class were tasked to make it back in 9th grade .. the whole class got called to the office but nobody ever found out who did it.

One time I told a chic on a dating site that I lived 16 hours away and instead I really lived 8 hours , so I told her that I would meet her half way and made her drive the entire 8.
THAT IS FUCKING BRILLIANT! :tu:

Kept as a secret....

1. Being thrown across room at age 4 into kitchen door, sister wall, for having embarassed father at church. Spring or fall of (1968)
Zion Luthern Church, Tinley Park, Il. 60477

2. Sister having been sexualized, molested, raped (1969) by a militant lesbian second cousin of ours who worked/taught at Sandburg High School (aka"Sarge").
Lived in Orland Park, 88th/89th and 163rd st. Lived in Wilmington Il. in a mobile home by that Dam bait shop. Retired to Prescott AZ. with her partner Dixie. Parents were more concerned with what the neighbors would think than getting their daughter proper help/therapy. I wonder how many other girls lives she ruined.....

3. Sister (14) and her girlfriend Dawn B. arrested for charging men for handies and blow jobs in/at Bremen Theater, Bremen Towne Mall, Tinley Park (11-1976) during the 13th or 14th showing of the movie "Carrie". Sister was/is (I don't know if she is still alive) a low functioning, low intellect narcissistic P.O.S. like our father.....

4. Father gave me beer and cigatette at 4 (1968)
Low functioning, low intellect narcissistic P.O.S.
"Howard don't" was my mothers response.....
Going into 7th grade, I couldn't run a mile for gym class, not even a quarter without severe asthma thanks to second hand/tobacco smoke all my childhood. Going into middle school was eased by the alcohol addiction/smokes.....

5. "Killed" my mother/grandmother (1989/1991) Don't worry, therapist heard my confession. I didn't kill them, they were on death bed and I didn't slow or stop the inevitable is all. I feel as though I killed the 2 most potent people in my life.....

6. Father almost killed family driving pissed off and drunk (1973) from a 4th of July party in Frankfort Il. right next to the Grainery.
Francis road heading east off La Grange rd/RT45 is where it happened.
Back then there was a severe 'Z' curve in the road. Dumbass nearly put vehical in ditch. No one was wearing seat belts, we all ended up on the floor of his red Chevy Impala.....

7. Father never forgave me (at age 4) for telling mother about going to bar with father summer of (1968)

8. Probably broke my neck, did disc damage, when I went over the handle bars of my stripped down HondaXL100 motorcycle and landed on the faceshield of my helmut, knocked out. Only rode in the dirt as a kid and won't ride as adult on pavement.....
It's weird when a parent is the one who causes most damage. As for me it was my mother that destroyed my spirit and completely shaped my life into a self destructive nightmare for so long. She's a frail old lady now, and although I went years at a time refusing to even talk to her, I make occasional contact and keep it civil, only for my sake I want to be the better person in all of it. I swore for years I'd spit on her grave but I reckon she struggles with her own demons, she can only lie to herself and try to live a lonely miserable life til the end - she knows what she did over the years. I will be happy if I have a few years without her alive on the Earth and that's what keeps me chilled . She fed me poison mushrooms when I was a teenager and I'll never forgive her for it , that was actually worse than moving my sister and I in with a Pedo , cos I nearly actually died. I'm sure the bitch had Munchausen By Proxy syndrome cos she would always make us take medicines and we were often just sick for no reason. All these stories people share have reminded me that the world is choc full of similar circumstances just with some variables and people experiencing similar pains. I don't think it's a bad thing to share it openly, thanks for doing so.
 
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I was angry at my next door neighbor. He was a liar, a redneck, self righteous prick, trouble maker. He yelled at me once loud enough for the whole neighborhood to hear. Well, I was off from work and had gotten drunk one day and he was just finishing up washing his truck. I went outside for something and when I saw him I just stared at him. He came over, "WHAT?!!". We started yelling back and forth....on and on. Every time I stated something he lied his ass off about it. And then. This is the statement he made right out of the blue for no particular reason that changed everything that day. Flushed my day right down the toilet. He looked right at me and said, "My wife could kick your ass." Okay, so at first I went back in my house and started drinking more. The more I drank the more I thought about what he said. The more I thought about what he said the more I drank. I went next door to his house and knocked on his door. When he came to the door I said,"When Shari gets home, send her over to my house so she can beat my ass."..Well, he had Shari on the phone and he told me she was repeating over and over, "Call the police. Call the police"... The police came I was 4 sheets to the wind then. I remember telling an officer, "He's such a butthole."(I know.....weak, stupid choice of words). After that I was in a black out state so I don't remember anything. I came to in jail. First time ever. I had a splitting headache the entire time. I was put in a cell with 4 skanky women and one toilet. Slept on a mat on the floor.....one stole my mat. One stole my shoes. Hey, I let them. I've watched prison movies before....worse night of my life..miserable....

Yes, I regret this day happened. I would have let butthole wash his truck and go on his merry way.
Why did they arrest you?
 
I did water bombs over a cliff edge one summer at a beach with a bunch of mates, we were pretty young like 12, the aiming right for womens boobs was paramount of course. God I wish we had cameras like we do today, the shit captured on video would be such GOLD .


Hey can I say that I went through some pretty serious abuse as a kid and was never protected by any of my family and carried a whole lot of shame and anger toward them for ages. I actually went through a really angry rebellious stage mashed with heavy drinking into my 20's and was always blaming God for ignoring me if he ever existed at all. I kinda feel your comment comes from a place of disappointment and anger at your family that let you down. It sucks that your own family can actually make a person feel so mad and let down so I just want to say - Don't even bother putting faith in God, it's a scam that people have used for eternity to fuck with people's heads.. just hold your own head high and have faith in your own self - as for family, remember that people who are blood related can even behave like cunts to their own family so just build your own family from people who give you respect, and screw the other lot... and never let them guilt trip you to think less of yourself.


Oh damn, you reminded me of when my great Grandma died. She was a tough bird until she got put in a nursing home. I regret not visiting very much. They found her in a puddle of her own piss and she'd been ignored for like two whole days. They actually shut the place down because of elderly neglect. Yeah I can't count how often I wish we had a time machine to go back and do things different, life is so weird like that. It's like, by the time you actually figure life out it seems impossible to change any of it. It's like a twisted Irony like life is just a weird hellish Twilight Zone episode or some shit.


This might sound a bit wishy washy to say , but I used to stress out so damn much, then depression on top of it all. The HUGEST thing that seems to have changed with me is I started just accepting what I can't control. The people I would constantly disagree with or fight with and stress over.. I just started saying to myself "Fuck it" whatever - it's hard to explain but maybe after my Dad died I started seeing life a bit differently and realizing how much energy and time I wasted over the years on bullshit that never mattered. I mean, once we're in the ground 'that's the end of us' so just try and find your comfortable space in life. I lost a whole lot of money and good work by making incorrect decisions etc and I can't change any of it. A long term relationship is gone now, I wish I had my old job back etc etc but hey, I just set small personal goals for myself , like I want to lose a bit of weight before the end of the year and try to get fit again like I was a couple of years ago. Shit like that. Try and stay off alcohol even though it's near impossible - I really simplified my life and slowly dumped all the things that cause complications - it just means that social life is a bit quieter and life feels a bit lonely sometimes but it's a fair price to pay when I think back to how stressed I had gotten. Good to know you're aiming for better things - stick with it. :tu:


I once put an entire whole carrot (it was dirty too, still had leafs on the end of it) into the cake mix of a cake being baked to farewell a teacher I fucking hated. Our cooking class were tasked to make it back in 9th grade .. the whole class got called to the office but nobody ever found out who did it.


THAT IS FUCKING BRILLIANT! :tu:


It's weird when a parent is the one who causes most damage. As for me it was my mother that destroyed my spirit and completely shaped my life into a self destructive nightmare for so long. She's a frail old lady now, and although I went years at a time refusing to even talk to her, I make occasional contact and keep it civil, only for my sake I want to be the better person in all of it. I swore for years I'd spit on her grave but I reckon she struggles with her own demons, she can only lie to herself and try to live a lonely miserable life til the end - she knows what she did over the years. I will be happy if I have a few years without her alive on the Earth and that's what keeps me chilled . She fed me poison mushrooms when I was a teenager and I'll never forgive her for it , that was actually worse than moving my sister and I in with a Pedo , cos I nearly actually died. I'm sure the bitch had Munchausen By Proxy syndrome cos she would always make us take medicines and we were often just sick for no reason. All these stories people share have reminded me that the world is choc full of similar circumstances just with some variables and people experiencing similar pains. I don't think it's a bad thing to share it openly, thanks for doing so.

It's not wishy washy at all. My issue is I care what ppl think of me and I can't control that. I need to be needed.......before it swayed a lot of my descisions. Now I'm slowly letting go of that and realising I shouldn't care what ppl think, I don't need to be needed. It leads me into situations that are detrimental to my heart and my descision making. I've now taken a hard stance on things and realised ppl band words about that are hollow shallow and mean nothing to them, despite me holding great meaning to the words, and I'm now okay with it now. You're right, fuck it, and fuck fake ppl that say they love you when they don't.

I haven't lost my twisted sense of humour or cuntiness. I have lost the will to just generally insult ppl for shits and gigs and going back and forth. Life's too short. My wife loves me, my kids love me, they are the only ones who matter, the fake ppl don't.

I was out partying last night with friends and wife, so excuse my typing.....


Just wanted to add, you're a decent dude, and thanks for the chat, i hope you have a great day.
 
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Something I regret is a bit sad really, Many moons ago I was in the Falkland Islands, and went to a bar, there were so many of these illegal bars, but yeah they all had initiation ceremonies, This particular one (iirc 2 paras bar ) you had to drink lager from an Argies helmet.... that had a bullet hole in it. I was very drunk at the time.. but man I cringe so bad inside I am so sorry I did that.
 
Lost a 6 figure job because 4 of us were drinking and having a blast when we shouldn't have been. When question if it happened I was honest. They only fired the idiots that admitted to it. Fuck me into the dirt.

Anyways I'm doing great, just would be doing really great if that dudnt happen. Always lie, there's no downside anymore.
 
In highschool , I told my mom one of our trips was 200 dollars when it was only 50. I brought weed and a new outfit.
Genius, but how the fxck didnt she find out by asking the school?🤣
Poor mum, she must trust you unconditionally.
Did you ever pay her back?
 
Lost a 6 figure job because 4 of us were drinking and having a blast when we shouldn't have been. When question if it happened I was honest. They only fired the idiots that admitted to it. Fuck me into the dirt.

Anyways I'm doing great, just would be doing really great if that dudnt happen. Always lie, there's no downside anymore.
In life be honest, generous, thoughtful ,kind, do your best.
At work, lie, cheat, steal, fuck everybody over. Not proud of it but it is the secret to success. Hard work, skill, result’s, never won the luxurious top floor coveted corner office.
 
In life be honest, generous, thoughtful ,kind, do your best.
At work, lie, cheat, steal, fuck everybody over. Not proud of it but it is the secret to success. Hard work, skill, result’s, never won the luxurious top floor coveted corner office.

McDonald's is not that cut throat for promotions. Or is it really hard getting that gold star?
 
i grew up in a summer resort town in NJ, by the Atlantic Ocean. i worked the front desk of a motel. back in those days, each motel room had a pay phone. that's all i needed to know.
me: hello, is this room 126?
guest: yes it is
me: this is the manager . . . we're asking everyone to strip their beds and leave the sheets outside the door
guest: is there some sort of problem?
me: we're trying to combat an outbreak of body lice
at this point you could hear a horrific shriek. it was good fun in the days before caller id
 
I own one McDonald’s franchise did you need a job?

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Fuck.

Where to begin and end...

Most oldest incident? I guess I could start with joining Brown Berets and living at a "terrorist training ground", and end with my latest by getting arrested/detained overnight in jail being charged with a couple felonies and never getting a chance to inform my Pops before he passed last year.

Everything in between would take a few days.
 
Lost a 6 figure job because 4 of us were drinking and having a blast when we shouldn't have been. When question if it happened I was honest. They only fired the idiots that admitted to it. Fuck me into the dirt.

Anyways I'm doing great, just would be doing really great if that dudnt happen. Always lie, there's no downside anymore.
admit nothing, deny everything, make counter accusations
I own one McDonald’s franchise did you need a job?
You just can't stop lying, can you?
 
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