What one thing would people never guess about you?

[Thisisit777]

Me - I was shy at school and rarely talked.

You?

That I don't have much confidence

...That in the 90’s I worked on a factory floor.
Safety shoes, safety glasses, no make up, hair in pony tail, jeans and t shirt or jumper depending on the temperature, lugging heavy stuff about.
I worked full time plus overtime, along with dh, and ploughed all our money into buying a house in a nice area, and ultimately paid off the mortgage.

Now I work in admin for the NHS. I wear make up, shoes with heels, have a decent hair cut and colour, and I look smart.

My colleagues are quite judgmental, and very money/image orientated, so they don’t know about my job on the factory floor.

They think I’ve always worked for the NHS, and they think I’m stuck up because I live in a nice area, whose house was paid for by wages from a factory floor worker.
I’m not stuck up btw, I’m quite shy.

That was just about my colleagues, that they’d never guess, btw.
Everybody else we know, knows.

Wow! To many of these!

I sing rather well. But am so fucking silent at work...

I think lots of you are very brave people

That I speak another language fluently.

It’s funny you wrote this post, as I went out recently with some work colleagues, and hit chatting to them. They knew very little of me and my life, but every little fact I told them about me, their faces were it was quite funny really.

soontobe60

That I'm riddled with anxiety and have daily panic attacks

That I’m a Christian and attend church. Everyone is always surprised.

That I regularly had contact with Ronnie Kray and sat across a room from Peter Sutcliffe. As a child and adolescent I visited Broadmoor every sixth Saturday.

I used to be very very overweight. I drank too much and smoked a lot (in my 20s)
Now I am slim, very fit (triathlete) drink a little and haven't touched a fag since I made the decision to get a hold on my health 15 years ago.
People I have got to know in that time would never believe it.

I'm an ex drug addict.

I've died twice in the past three years. I walked away from a 9 day coma without a scratch.

That I have big thin/bald spots on my head. I have trichotillomania and have mastered the art of hiding it under a pony tail. No one has ever guessed or noticed. On person I did confide in at work was shocked.

That I was a gymnast and competed and won medals at lots of regional competitions. I'm now overweight, with metal rods in my back.

I used to work as a stripper.

I have 4 degrees inc a PhD

I have Dissociative Identity Disorder. (Multiple Personality Disorder). You wouldn't know unless you got to know me well or I told you.

I'm not as mentally/emotionally strong as everyone thinks I am.

I have trichotillomania and dermatillomania
I was once so poor that I didn't have the money to get to work and had to call in sick for 3 days because I couldn't afford bus fare

That I am, at heart, a really unpleasant person and that I have to struggle not to be. I think I hide it well enough as I seem to have friends but I'm a right cunt inside.

I am actually a nice person and not as moody as some people may think. I have social anxiety and people assume I'm stuck up when all I am is too shy to speak

Nc for this.

That I'm a swinger and have a lot of friends in the scene. I've been to clubs and had threesones and moresomes and had a great time.

I even have quite close friends that think I've been celibate almost 2 decades since my last relationship broke up.

They'd genuinely be shocked.

Wow Christmassy and mishoo what a great juxtaposition of posts!

That I am 5 years in recovery and attend AA meetings at least once a week. That I once drove an enormous tractor down a fairly major A road. That I am bulimic.

Left school at 14 due to agoraphobia. Lots of the class also said they were agoraphobic-every Monday morning.

I was arrested in the summer. For assault on my amazing adored husband. Whilst my kids slept.

I'm quite a mess really.

I'm so completely unhappy and miserable. I'm unhappy in my marriage even though from the outside everything's perfect. I do such a good job at pretending everything's ok I frighten myself

That I have huge self doubt and think very little of myself...i have cultivated a supreme bolshy hardass persona at work

My job requires me to be the bad guy ....a lot

In reality I doubt most of what I do and have a stupendous case of imposter syndrome

Someone actually used the phrase last week " yeah but gettingback it is not like you actually cry is it "

Weekly ,daily sometimes

Plus no-one guesses I have a full bike licence a d grew up in the USA