Things that make you cringe many years later

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Do you ever think back to things that happened years ago and just cringe with the horror of it all. There are few recurring waking nightmares including:

The time I was out drinking, did a high kick (?) for some godforsaken reason and landed flat on my arse in front of about 100 people

The one and only time I dreamt I was on the loo and, we'll, let's just say DH was not too impressed with the results (and wet sheets).

When I told a colleague her hair reminded me of my parents dog. Ffs, it did NOT go down well. 😳

There are so many more, some of which would just out me completely. Suffice to say my mouth is the cause of most of my troubles...

Teenager in the early 80s.

Marching through a London park in freezing weather wearing a strapless rah-rah dress, white with big bright floral pattern, three tiers of ruffles above the knee and white stilettos. About 13/14 with spectacular white skin and goosebumps from the cold. Don't forget the bad short layered haircut a la attempt at the Human League girls and my attractive glasses. Clacking along feeling like a goddess until someone yelled out "All dressed up and nowhere to go!" I was going to some kind of lame school event. It didn't dent my confidence that much, surprisingly! But I cringe now!

Oh god toooo many bad memories, mainly waking up face down at 3.30am wondering how I got there. The evil which is drink is not the friend I pretend

I used to think it was hilariously clever to be patronising and sarcastic to allied professionals.
Now I just think I was a twat

Falling down 4 steps in stupidly high heels in the middle of a bar. I'd sprained my ankle but shot up from the ground and pranced off as if nothing happened. Cried like a baby in the taxi home.

Went on a driving lesson with a pair of big knickers stuck to my cardigan. Pulled the cardigan from the drier and they were stuck with static to it.

I can't even believe I am going to admit this as I've never told anyone. In a shared taxi after a night out so a little worse for wear and an older man is being a bit of a creep. He's commenting on my really high heels and I snidely say 'they're great for walking all over people'. What the actual fuck?? Why did I say that and why did I feel the need to be so hateful? I'm still cringing now.

I did a training course in my early 20's. There was a guy in the course that really annoyed me. He was patronising and smug but quite good looking. I wasn't long out of a long term relationship that ended badly and was feeling pissed off at men. I really had no interest in getting involved.
A group of us from the course went on a night out. I got horribly drunk and when smug guy made a move I snogged the face off him.
Then, and here is where I cringe, I made him swear not to tell anyone. He wanted to walk me home and I agreed but only if he walked on the other side of the street. He did! He was so nice he let me wear his jacket in the rain and didn't take advantage of my drunken state.
Back at the course on Monday I pretended it never happened. I behaved so badly it still makes me cringe 20 years later.

Op I've wet the bed 4 times (each with a different bloke) I still feel ashamed even though I found out during my first pregnancy that I have a very small bladder. So me drinking myself into oblivion and over filling my tangerine sized bladder (the doctor said it's that size. Why always fruit?!) with multiple lime breezers and Smirnoff ices led to me wetting myself. A lot. Only one of them realised and didn't fall out with me because I took his sheets home and cleaned the mattress. He also told me its happened before with someone else. But maybe he was trying to make me feel better?

Just remembered one thanks to another thread

I'm always on reddit and there's some things you read about on there that you just HAVE to Google. Coupled with my job, I have some very interesting Google history.

Somewhere down the line my brother was given one of my old phones and the browser was still logged into my Google account, sharing my searches and history

I go into my mum's and she's like Prequelle, why have you been searching for 'baby cream pie', 'dogs sphincter' etc etc and she burst out laughing. Apparently they all had had good fun looking through my search history when my brother came across them during his own searches.

Oh God I regularly re-live the time I was walking along the main corridor at school, slipped on a slice of cucumber on the floor (presumably it had fallen out of someone's lunch!) and practically did the splits in front of everyone. I was only about 12, over 30 years on I still cringe at the memory!

Oh Trinpy! How embarrassing! But funny too!

About 7 years ago,I wrote a text bitching about my older brother being a lazy twat. It was intended for my Ddaughter. To this day,I still don't really know what happened,or how,but suffice to say,my phone didn't send it to my Dd. Yes you've guessed who actually received it. To this day,I still inwardly cringe when think about it.

Fell flat on my face at my cousins wedding a couple of months ago🤦🏻‍♀️ It was about 1am. I wasn’t particularly drunk. Bet they all think I was plastered. Absolutely mortified

I was at work, wearing very high heels and walking along a corridor with a shiny wooden surface. A few of the senior management team were stood in the corridor talking, so I tried to walk past as professionally as possible. Unfortunately I slipped and, instead of falling like a normal person, I completely splatted on the floor, face down with arms and legs out in a starfish position. They asked if I was OK and I bounced up laughing it off while something inside me died. That happened in 2003 and I still think about it at least once a week.