What's a Secret You WILL Take to The GRAVE? (r/AskReddit)

our slashes credit what's a secret you will take to the grave but don't mind telling on the internet I attempted to murder my mother she was abusive verbally but also physically she'd hit you in places no one would see or it clumps of my hair out when that was on the road for work she probably has a personality disorder she got in my face one night when I was coming home from my second job and I had it my mom like went through whole periods where she wouldn't work I was killing myself every summer working 50-plus hours to pay family bills in my parents names and also get my younger sister to all of her activities I had it I tried to put mom's head through a wall she started screaming Oh help help and I told her she could dish it out she should also be able to take it shoved her on the ground and kicked her repeatedly in the abdomen and thigh while still trying to put her head through the wall with one hand it's a plaster and lath situation old house in New England I really [ __ ] her up and it felt good to do so she's destroyed so many people's lives and she never faces any consequences for it no one in our family ever helped me or called the police when she would abuse me the only one who ever helped was the dog if the dog was awake when my mom tried to start something she'd get between us growl at mom until she backed down I had always shown restraint and never hit her until this night but my dad did call the cops on me when I cross that line the cops get there split us up to interview I explained my side and then just blurt out where were you our souls when I was eight and she was doing that to me the cop was taken aback I think he could tell I was being honest and it was a culmination of years of [ __ ] and pain he goes and talks to his partner I think this isn't an assault I think it's a mental illness thing then they basically intimidated my mom and dad into agreeing with them they wouldn't let it go until they agreed it was a medical issue not a criminal one so they called an ambulance and I went to the hospital as part of a diversion program basically they sent me to detox and I emerged with no records no charges no nothing except a script for Prozac and a recommendation for therapy paid for by the state low income insurance plan trying to kill my mom probably saved my life honestly because I got myself some tools from a CBT slash DBT therapist but I'm not stupid enough to want people to know who would date me how would I ever get promoted at work anyway be kind you never know what someone's been through and you never know what people are capable of when pushed far enough when I was an awkward tween my brothers and I spent a lot of time at my grandparents house we had been raised by my grandparents since we were little kids and even after my dad remarried he and my stepmom both worked graveyard shift so we would spend the night at my grandparents house while my parents were at work one day my grandmother informed me that it was my grandfather's birthday and suggested that I wish him a happy birthday he was downstairs in the living room sitting on the sofa and I went up to him and gave him a big hug around the neck and said happy birthday grandpa it was kind of difficult to hug a person sitting down so I ended up kneeling on the sofa between his legs rather than trying to hug him from a standing position he was quite happy and gave me a hug back when I pulled back from the hug he held me in his arms and gave me a big smile and then he put his tongue in my mouth sometimes when I was a little kid we would kiss other family members on the mouth but those were chaste pecs on the lips I could tell immediately that this was different his tongue was on my teeth it lasted only for a moment and I was grossed out and confused too when I pulled away at that moment my grandmother walked into the living room I turned my head to look at her my hands were still on my grandpa's shoulders she seemed really happy that I had wished my grandfather a happy birthday like a good little kid I gave him a final quick hug scrammed out of the room for the rest of my tween and teen years I was always careful not to be alone in the same room with my grandfather he passed away during my twenties a good decade ahead of his time due to lifestyle induced health issues and my family chose me to speak at his funeral I had really complicated feelings about it because I did love him my grandma and grandpa raised me after all also my grandfather was the rock of the family and after he passed away the three branches my dad and our family plus his siblings and their families gradually grew apart and nothing was ever the same between us again we don't even spend Christmas all together anymore I've never told anyone in my family about it because I couldn't break my grandmother's heart she survived her husband 10 years and still talks to and about him everyday and visits his grave multiple times a week so thanks for listening to my story ribbit nice to get that off my chest once when I was 13 I went a week and a half without pooping I was on a camping trip and something must have happened with the drinking water / my digestion to Glaxo tips nothing worked my stomach was killing me but nothing would come out then one evening after dinner I felt it coming I knew this was it I bolted for the bathhouse mentally preparing for the epic event when I finally wattled in the stores were all occupied at this point I'm freaking out I'm literally going to [ __ ] my pants and in the woods with no means of cleaning i wobble to the private shower attached to the bathrooms in my desperate mind start solving problems like I'm Bradley Cooper in limitless initially I think - just [ __ ] on the shower drain and waffles stomp it through that I was not going to be that guy who ruined the nicest shower in the woods for everyone like a bolt of lightning I knew what I had to do so I pooped in the only piece of clothing I could spare my sock obviously my stomach was doing better now and I was hugely relieved I brought the poop sock to the dumpster nearby and my friend saw me on the way before I could dispose of the poop sock he strikes up a conversation and starts asking questions about what I'm doing internally I'm panicking the best excuse I could come up with was that I found a sock in the shower stuffed with mud so I thought it best to throw it away my friend affirms how good of a guy I am for doing that I throw the poop sock into the dumpster and my problems are finally over mud in a sock is a ridiculous story but there's absolutely no way he cold guessed that the real situation was much much more bizarre I've never told a soul about this until now never will again edit thanks for the gold and silver you know those stories about girls in the 70s who went to live with an aunt for a year during high school I did that in 2008 I was a very naive teenager with irregular periods and my friend thought it would be absolutely hilarious to buy those cheap pregnancy tests at Walmart and see what happened we laughed the whole time until one of them was positive we couldn't remember which was which so we got two more and turns out it was mine that was when it dawned on me that I had had six my school did not offer any kind of sex education and my parents were useless in that regard I panicked and swore my friend to secrecy I basically put it out of my mind until my pants didn't fit anymore I was always placed with one of my older cousins and we were talking on the phone one night when she asked how school was going and I just dumped all of it on her she came up with the perfect plan it was already April and when I'd finally gotten the courage to go to Planned Parenthood they'd told me I was due in August so my cousin called my mom saying there was this amazing summer music program in her town that I just had to attend and that I could stay with her the whole time my mom thought it was great and the day after school ended I got on a plane to San Francisco I stayed with my cousin she went to all of my appointments with me and she helped me find a social worker and eventually my daughter's parents when I arrived back home for my junior year of high school started my mom asked me how my summer was without really caring and then remarked that I must have lost a few pounds my cousin died in 2012 in a car accident and no one else knew apart from that one friend the doctors I saw in Auckland and the people involved in the adoption I get a photo and a letter about the child once a year and I send money for her college and the card for her birthday every year when she turns 16 her parents are allowed to give her the cards if she wants them but they are not permitted to pass any contact information along I have no interest in meeting her or getting to know her personally I know she's safe and comfortable and that's all I want I will die before I tell anyone about her and if my friend were to spill the beans I would deny it I was raped two years ago by someone in my friend group I told one very close friend but he told me he was not going to stop hanging out with him because he back quote wasn't the one who got raped and my rapist might have done something terrible but he was nice to my friend so everyone kept hanging out with him I am still deeply hurt about it I cry almost every time they hang out with him and I can't hang out with them because they prefer his presence over mine I will never ever tell them how deeply hurt I am and how much they have made me cry the past two years and I will never open up about my sexual assault to anyone ever again even my bf at the time doesn't know what happened to me just because I'm too scared to tell anyone again edit thank you so much for all the kind replies unfortunately I don't have time to reply to every single one of them but I truly appreciate it and I read all of them I have actually told my mother that she doesn't want me to report because she's afraid it'll ruin my life and told me it wouldn't be worth it even if I wanted to she wouldn't let me a year ago a rumor got out that he raped me and I lost nearly all of my friends I was bullied for the entire school year people have even thrown stuff at me calling me a [ __ ] everywhere I wear some guys even went as far as slapping me on my ass the school forced me to deny he raped me without even asking if it was true or not where I live the maximum sentence for eight is six months since he was underage at the time as an adult it's two years most of the time I feel like this happened to someone else and not me I talked to a therapist but I've always felt like she didn't believe me she kind of smirked when I told her all of your comments have made me feel like there's actually good people left in this world and I want to thank every single one of you for that I've never said or typed this and I probably never will again when I was 12 my mom ran into an old friend of hers that just so happened to live in our apartment complex he was a single dad of three and I quickly became his go-to babysitter he was really nice to me and the girls especially the youngest loved having me around so I spent a lot of time with them watching movies on their big screen or playing basketball one day as I was leaving he sat me down gave me a pair of earrings and kissed me I know you're probably thinking WTF looking back now I can see how [ __ ] up the situation was see I was a victim of sexual physical and emotional abuse in my even younger years at the hands of my mom's boyfriend he knew about that and he would tell me I wish I cold protected you then you're safe now I'll never let anyone hurt you now let me know if you have any problems with anyone and I'll take care of it our relationship lasted for three years and I really believed he loved me he would give me money and gifts listened to my problems etc the older I got the more I realized that this wasn't normal I had never had a male figure in my life that didn't treat me like [ __ ] so I wasn't associating this as abuse even though he groomed and molested / raped whatever it had be called me regularly for three years it didn't feel wrong because he was always very considerate of me and if I said no he never continued but I was 12 to 15 I couldn't consent to any event even after I told him I didn't want to do this anymore he treated it as a normal adult breaking up with another accepts his last parting words I need you to remember that I love you and you love me nothing that happened between us was against your will I never told anyone what happened but my mom had suspicions I guess because a few years ago she asked me if he was ever inappropriate with me I said no of course not because even now 40 nice years later I feel like it was at least partially my fault when I was a teenager around the age of 16 I dated a girl who admittedly I liked her more than she liked me anyways we dated for seven or eight months and I got to know her family pretty well and even kind of became friends with her family mostly her aunt and uncle mostly her aunt anyways it was high school and kids are dumb and my girlfriend ended up sleeping with one of my friends we broke up as highschool relationship go I never received any closure and I wanted to do something petty to hurt her looking back on it I still feel so ashamed her aunt had always been friendly and even flirty with me and so I called her as if I needed her to vent about the break-up she was older than me by maybe 12 years or more but I was definitely the one emotionally manipulating the situation I convinced her to come over when my parents weren't home and we talked for a while on a few time in my basement bedroom and we would have these long pauses where we would just sit in silence during one of these long pauses she leaned her head on my shoulder and I took that as my opportunity to make my move so I went in and kissed her next thing I know we are [ __ ] she's into it and I'm really into it and it was awesome I had never been with an older women and I felt like a badess for it what I didn't know at the time was my ex's aunt was also going through a hard time she had just found out her husband my ex's uncle had a brain tumor and was told he had only a few months to live I didn't hear this news from beyond however no I heard it from my ex when she called me looking for comfort when she learned about her uncle's tumor only days after the [ __ ] key and adop passing a few weeks later and me and my ex hooked back up after the funeral that was over 10 years ago now me and my ex are friends still and I live in constant fear that someday she'll find out that I [ __ ] around weeks before her uncle died it's something I can't forgive myself for so I'd never expect her to forgive me for it it's my darkest secret and I regret it every day other than her aunt nobody else knows I know her aunt will never tell us all and I intend on taking the secret to my grave as a teenage boy I was raped by a woman a hideously ugly woman as someone with autism you aren't always the quickest to pick up on hints a woman wants to sleep with you and this woman tricked me into thinking that she was going to take me to see a girl I had a crush on I lived across the street from the high school and just across the river from the library she found me walking out of my driveway and Kiner attached herself to me saying at first that she was that girl I had a crush on and later that she would take me to see her at the library she basically bullied me into following her by taking advantage of the fact I was too nice to say no and she became more hand sees the walk went along and she tried to pigeonhole me in the library she then said that she knew her phone number and we should go to my house and call her from there I heard that Rupert Grint fell into a similar non-sexual situation by being just too nice and ended up at someone's house for dinner but I digress I remember a scene from The Big Bang Theory where penny and Leonid were talking about Wally a nerd had had sex with another woman while they were broken up one of the times she asked him why had he done that and he said because she let me was his answer and frankly this summarizes nearly all my experiences with sex as a teenager I was incredibly passive about it during this time she was repulsive I'm sad this happened in this way as I was right in the middle of a enormous growth spurt at age 16 that saw me grow from five feet six inches to six feet two inches in height so quickly over the summer that kids asked me if I had a younger brother that came to the school the previous year I was still awkward in my own skin and had not yet been an athlete but a perpetual jeek I was incredibly hormonal and didn't know I had autism until I was 40 years old even this fairly obvious rape of myself I kept to myself for years because I thought it was just bad sex and bad sex is impossible according to this immature teenage perspective I didn't know why I was not aroused or hard during the whole thing and she kinda ground herself on my not hard penis and obvious frustration and despite a lot of oral action she couldn't make me hard so she just did hurt winding and then came and then left right after this too was in the world of idiot toxic masculinity a failure on my part since being young and all I'm supposed to be aroused when the wind blows right men judge each other on their performance and for many years and a lot of sexual experimentation I never learned that men could be raped in fact I was told that men could not be raped it's also true that there are ton of mixed signals in this weird world of sex and I think we should be teaching consent as a part of sexual education training for everyone's protection when you see women who want someone to take what they want and be strong males also want consent this is a nightmare for an ignorant 16 year old with an absentee misogynist father a codependent mother and having autism makes things a lot worse I didn't realize that this was rape until about five years ago since I had been brought up with this idea that is prevalent in the male world that all sex is good sex or even that all opportunity for sex is good also sadly men often learn about sex from mooring misogynist teenagers pressuring them into doing things and I was no different in a way it contributed to my own inability to not pressure women or here no because I thought that sex was in some way inherently pushy and a bit violent and an axe that had seemed to me that both men and women would sort of force upon each other based on their own need for sex couple this with a group of idiotic sixteen year olds telling me to get in there and [ __ ] her she's drunk it took me a long time into my 30s to impose my own values upon my relationship with sex and women and I now have a total of version two people having sex with me who are not completely in control and consenting to the act if I'm honest you kinda have to clue me the [ __ ] and be clear that you want it or I won't know all of this contributed to my staying silent about it and telling no one really close to me to be honest I never considered myself all that traumatized by it because I didn't know enough to realize how wrong it was thinking back now I think my hesitation is also tinged with a too-long feeling that I was imposing sex upon people during my immature years and those two went on too long all of this to say that the puritanical impulse present in the so called modern world really doesn't help and education must be primary even on this topic I feel that giving people the ability to impose their values upon their relationship sexually would be a primary outcome here and it takes a lot of Education and awkward conversations to get past that I had to do a ton of exploring the male fantasy about six to finally develop a real sense of both myself and of consent and of how various kinks work etc my mom died from breast cancer she had milliseconds too was diagnosed with milliseconds shortly after I was born she ended up dying because she had cancerous fluid building up in her lungs and the chima / radiation stopped working and was basically just killing her alongside the cancer so yeah anyway we spent a week in the hospital with her before she died I cried so much that I'm surprised I still am able to cry so there's two things I can never tell my family I'm not upset that she died she literally suffered so much that I'm glad she finally got some peace and isn't in pain anymore when I miss her when I cry because she's gone it's 100 percent of the time for a selfish reason like I'm upset and she's not here to hold me or I don't know what to do and I wish she could be here to make a decision for me it's hardly just because she's gone because when I think about her still being alive I just see how badly she suffered and wouldn't want her to go through it anymore also my mom's illness and subsequent death has lead me to making the decision that I will never treat the cancer that I'm very likely to get unless it's met easy to get rid of and I'll be fine but with my luck it'll be stage 80 softball-sized tumors all over my most precious organs and I'll get a few hours to say goodbye say err I'm just gonna let cancer kill me [ __ ] chemo and radiation [ __ ] not being able to wipe my own ass or walk or actually do anything besides sleep and throw up for four years or to just end up having cancerous flu and fill up my lungs for months until they just let me float on morphine for a week until I die I'll take the four months of accepting my fate thank you bonus secret I'm really mad at my two older siblings because my mom was able to see them graduate but she died two years before I graduated HS this is super petty but it makes me really angry because I loved my mom so much and I wish she cold been there for at least one good thing I did with my life my dad literally said to my middle sister at least she got to see you graduate right next to me [ __ ] jackass abusive piece of [ __ ] sorry I have a lot of pent-up rage thanks for eating my rant law about six or seven years ago I met this guy I thought I fell in love with he was about 16 and I was 17 turning 18 he ended up being my first boyfriend I was living a very sheltered life with a strict mother very Stockholm Syndrome relationship and so I wasn't experienced in dating so I was only allowed to spend four hours a couple of times a month working at his farm with him about five or six months into the relationship he corners the barn and starts kissing me he's never showed any kind of affection like that until this point and he makes me take off all of my clothes he then forces me to have sex with him this is the only time he's ever used a condom I can still remember the date July 27th 2013 I can still remember every time he's raped me the next six months he anally raped me over and over again if you've never had anal or did anything like that it hurts a lot we went to work as a sheep farm together in winter it was 16 degrees out in the loft was a giant open door to get bales of hay up to and he makes me take every single piece of clothing off and rapes me I thought about screaming for help there were a ton of people below us I don't know why I didn't he would force me into giving him [ __ ] on one occasion it hurt so bad I was screaming and telling him no and to stop and he didn't his family could hear and they laughed about it later he would put me down in front of his family and call me every name in the book and he even started hitting me in the new school year I was still with him and I went to a vote tech school and I would see this guy every day day at lunch and I realized I wanted him I don't know this guy he even went to a different school than I did I asked around who he was and I creeped on FAFSA book for a while around Valentine's Day my abusive boyfriend broke up with me at my tech school I seen the other guy I was interested in and I would stare at him at lunch well one day one of his friends caught me looking and said something to him he looked over and I looked away I looked back and was caught again turns out him and his friends gave me the nickname googly eyes or googles he found me on Facebook and sent me a message and that's how I met my husband of five years we went to both of our schools proms together we went through with me having depression and a bit on a break down two weeks before our wedding and I was sent away and came back in time for our wedding we went through many times of my trying to kill myself we went through the deaths of his grandparents who raised him this past year we bought a house and a dog without him I wouldn't be here today I'm so grateful I was caught staring at a boy across the lunchroom I'm sorry this was so long one summer when I was 12 my parents sent me to a Jewish summer camp I'm a Jew in Colorado and I [ __ ] hated it my parents had recently divorced and I stress ate a lot and gained like 35 pounds in a year I was depressed and did not want to be at this surprisingly hardcore camp where we went mountain climbing in the Rocky Mountains which was cool but I'm from Tennessee and basically had a month of altitude sickness we had to swim across a lake and I was newly fat the mountain climbing trip was in the pouring rain camping for four days imagine setting up and taking down a tent and camping equipment in the mountains in terrible rain for four days and my bar mitzvah was coming up so I had a tape recorder with the cattles tore at ropes that I had to memorize so I would do a good job it was a lot now I'm not completely sure that this contributed to what eventually happened but my family did not keep kosher we are what is known as reformed Jews which basically means that way we are not strict like Orthodox Jews my dad was the opposite of kosher I mixed milk with meat bacon was pretty much my favorite food I ate shellfish all the time the works anyway I think that because a strict kosher preparation of food at the summer camp was so different from my usual diet all of the food that they had been giving me had been giving me terrible diarrhea for a month which is awful when you're at the mercy of an 18 year old camp counselor who has to have the whole group together one night they surprised us with a camping trip which was supposed to be a treat they drove us two hours outside of camp to a place where the Stars were supposed to be beautiful and it was but then for dinner we ate hobo packs which is a package of tin foil filled with ground beef and Vegas like potatoes cooked over a campfire grill as we were all sitting around the campfire I knew what was coming I didn't even have time to tell anyone where I was going I ran into the woods and squatted down right as an eruption emerged from inside of me it sprayed all over my cars my ankles my socks my shoes I thought about just running into the woods never to be seen again but I stripped off my underwear my socks and cleaned myself off as best I could but my underwear was absolutely destroyed crying I threw it as hard as I could into the woods immediately I was gripped with terror when it caught on a tree branch and I realized that my mom had written my name on the tag of each pair there was no way I could reach it they would be looking for me soon I had to leave it there somewhere in Colorado was a pair of shitty underwear with my name on it hanging off of a tree I returned to the campfire where everyone was having fun experiencing such incredible shame I considered telling the truth but ledin told them that I had thrown up on myself and might have food poisoning maybe they'll believe that the pupal over my legs that they were smelling was really vomit somehow that was better they ended up radio in one of the other counselors to come pick me up again a two-hour drive and I had to ride in a truck while I smelled of camp food shirts and my legs were covered in it trying to keep up the illusion of being sick I eventually took a shower and went to sleep but the idea of one of my fellow campers or anyone else finding my shitty underwear on that tree branch as well as the shame of that car ride has haunted me to this day my sister and I were both introduced to sex at a very young age I think I was like five my parents were friends with a drug dealer and we all live together in a big house with a pool room where the older boys would teach us while our parents were out maybe a years later we stayed with our aunt for the summer and she ended up getting her grandsons because their parents were run fit then they would teach us my older cousin walked in on us one time and that's when we learned it was wrong et Cie etc they got sent away to live with their other grandparents because it was too much for my aunt fast-forward a few years my mom and dad split in my mom starts dating a younger guy he's a good guy works hard as does my mom he convinces her to quit her job so he can take care of her he has a drug problem but mom didn't know my sister and I like him he spoils us and we don't want for anything all live in hotels anymore mom gets tired of being home all the time so she gets a part-time job and I'm starting puberty so I need a real bra no you don't yes I do show me naive me eventually backrubs turned to attempted groping then there was the kissing incident I'm starting to date do you know how to kiss sure wha no a real kiss let me show you you need more practice this went on for a month or so I told him I didn't think we should I didn't go in their room anymore and didn't want to be left alone with him one day I was sitting on the couch and he grabs my thigh I ran across the street and cry to my best friend and her mom we tell my parents who don't believe me a few months later a friend of ours accuses him of molesting her they go to court my sister and I are supposed to testify against her I can't I drop out of the trial my mom said it just stressed me out too much he got off her story didn't line up she said it happened on my birthday which wasn't possible we were out of town all her dates missed idk how much was true but I did want to tell her I believed her he swears he doesn't remember any of this he was coked out for months he's sober now and still my stepdad nothing else ever happened and my sister swears he never touched her and I guess I've kind of convinced myself it never happened except when I try to sleep at night I've accepted it and moved on but I can't help but feel like I welcomed all of this from the very beginning I feel guilty and disgusting and so stupid it feels good to get this off my chest that I could never actually say it the a huge knot in my throat just typing it well I don't think this would be seen a lot as there are a lot more popular replies but here goes just for catharsis I was molested twice as a child on two separate occasions by two different people first was when I was around 12 I was an altar boy in our local church so there were times where we had to sleep up the church because Mass would be awfully early so it was me three other altar boys and the president of the altar boy group all sleeping in a room just beside the church the president then invited us to drink beer just to help us sleep that night yes it was not allowed but we were feeling a bit rebellious so we had a bottle each the beer wasn't particularly effective to be fair I was already drinking recreationally for about a year and it had no effect on me whatsoever anyway we then went to sleep side by side about a few minutes in the president then placed his hand inside my pants and underpants and began stroking my penis I was shocked but I didn't know what to do note that the president of the group was a tall burly guy who had a military cut and was always bragging about beating up people who looked at him funny so I find continuing to sleep because in my mind then if I made any trouble he would probably just beat me up then heat up my hand and placed it inside his pants and on top of his penis which was already stiff at the time I was already trembling but he probably didn't notice or didn't care with my other hand it was tucked under the pillow I slept with the hand at the bottom the pillow on top and then my head I blindly used my knowledge of my phone's buttons to somehow call someone anyone I waited for about 10 seconds hoping it went through and then I cut off the call a few more minutes passed during which the president continued stroking my penis and this time using my hand to stroke his then my phone rang both hands immediately withdrew and I acted like I was just roused from deep sleep to look at the caller it was my cousin who was anxious to why I called it the crack of dawn and then turned the phone off so I went outside answered the phone and cried I quit the altar boy group a week after the second one was when I was 14 in our school before you graduated from high school you had to spend a week with your fellow classmates living together in a house with a teacher to teach us how to cook for ourselves launder our clothes and warden ate all of us were guys so I was with my friends the girls went to another house located inside the school which in my mind was kind of l'arme on the first night the teacher called me to sit beside him as he was checking papers and he showed me a picture of his penis on his phone after that every night after that one he would announce to my classmates that it was time to use the FD lay me down face down on a mat and then pretend to hump my rear to the hoots and laughter of my classmates F D was the nickname he gave me which meant [ __ ] doll it became some sort of tradition together with stealing my other classmates shorts and hiding it that my classmates didn't think too much of it this went on for a week to the point that whenever I asked him a class related question he'd reply with yes f T or just reply with SSH just be quiet or I'll have your ass for dinner again so basically we still went to school but went home to that place with the teacher he would also lie to me at my desk at school stroking my hands with his finger as he discussed I was already angry at him at the time to the point that once I snapped and tried to stab his hand one time with a pencil I missed and instead hit the desk the pencil broke but the force of my stab was so strong that it punctured through the desk we had shitty desks then the teacher quit a month after that I never saw myself as an attractive or popular child in fact I see myself as nerdy then and now back then I was always playing D&D and magic several women already told me they had crushes on me and that I was attractive and several gay guy to that I never saw myself as attractive ever since I think I'm trying to eat so much that I distort my appearance so that I don't look attractive anymore and people won't approach me and potentially molest me as much also I botched most of my succeeding relationships mainly because the women I dated said I was a bit distant and homophobic but I'm healing and now I'm in a nice relationship I also turned down by homophobia and have several gay colleagues but whenever one of them is acting very close to me my mind shuts down and I immediately have to move away from them the secret here is that no one knew my parents my classmates even my best friends I was just relieved that I got away from that place oh my classmates witnessed everything happening but for them it was just a funny incident and nothing more thank you so much for watching the whole video please leave a like and subscribe

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Published: Wed Nov 13 2019