What's the most dangerous situation you've ever put yourself in?

[Magicra84]

I've had a few...

Got involved with a few unsavoury men through online dating. Luckily sussed them out and binned them off before things got too serious.

I once walked home over four miles at 2am through one of the roughest areas round here. A man out walking a dog stopped me to talk. It shit me up but he was nice, he just couldn't sleep so took rover out.

I can think of so many, I was stupid as a teenager / young adult. One time a guy attempted to mug me at night at a cash point (being the idiot I was, I was withdrawing the max amount I could for my rent) and without thinking I started screaming at him and shoving him!

He gave me a look of pure rage then ran off and once the adrenaline went I was sobbing on the floor!

I used to walk back across the pitch black fields in the countryside with a friend at 14. No one knew where we were as we had lied to both sets of parents about being at the others house so my friend could camp with her boyfriend. Once a car stopped and tried to follow us and we ran into the fields and hid. Four men got out and got out torches and tried to find us. We never told anyone and did the same thing the next weekend at the same time.

Went swimming with sharks abroad and my scuba mask broke and I nearly drowned. Showing distress surrounded by sharks is not good. I later learned there were tiger and bull sharks in the water, which you aren't supposed to swim with really. It was an unlicensed small boat thing so going out into deep water miles from anywhere with several men probably wasn't bright either.

Went out cave diving and swam the wrong way away from the guide. Luckily we were buddied up so my buddy pulled me back to main area.

Went diving off cliffs abroad into deep water, noticing later there was an area of submerged rocks.

I could go on

Turning the wrong way at the top of a ski lift in bad visibility. Going through a Hezbollah checkpoint. Untangling a trapped rope half way up a mast in a gale.

When I was 17 in Ibiza I ran away from all of my friends as I was on a bit of comedown and thought everyone hated me. We'd gotten a bus to a day trip out. I walked along dirt roads for miles and miles crying on my own, I had to get a taxi and a boat to get back!

And then once I got back to the hotel I met a group of about 7 guys and went partying with them all night. When I finally got back to the hotel my friend was crying she thought I was dead. I was covered in blood too when she opened the door to me because I'd been pissing about with one of the guys on the rocky beaches.

Don't think I can read anymore some of these are so frightening! Its terrible as someone mentioned that so many are from fear of males. I know all of mine are.

It’s mad isn’t it, I read the anecdotes on here where previous posters have taken taxis/ entered cars/ went home with random men and they’ve turned out to be okay.
I originally read them and thought ‘oh faith restored in humanity’ which is so bizarre, why is their act of being a decent human being and not raping a vulnerable woman seen as a lucky experience. So sad.

When I was 17 I naively went to a much older mans house. I was forced into his ex girlfriends nightie and raped. He told me he could kill me but wasn't going to. I walked home and vowed never to think about it again. Looking back it changed who i was. 18 months later I was pregnant with my son and read in a National ( I'd moved away) that he had murdered a 17 year old. She was decapitated and had no blood left in her body. I had not gone to the police. I am currently having EMDR therapy for a few issues. That poor girl.

Saw a man dragging a woman into a bus shelter. Did a 3 point turn and went back. Got out and ran into the shelter to see her bleeding from bites to her face, her top ripped off and him pulling her leggings off. I started shouting and screaming and got my mobile out and rang 999 (still screeching) a teenage boy and old man appeared and almost caught the cunt who’d started running off. She was profoundly deaf and he’d obviously intended to rape her. Police said I was bloody stupid to go back and run in on my own, we both could’ve been killed. I pointed out I’d waited half an hour for them so it’s a good thing I did stop! He was never caught. That poor woman’s face still haunts me, but it could have been so much worse.

Walked across the frozen sea in St Petersburg with my sister in our twenties. Some Russian ladies waved at us to warn us away but we were young and foolish and ignored them.

Fortunately it was my sister that went crashing through the ice (not me) She was a competitive gymnast and had the strength to haul herself out.

Had a 20yo boyfriend when I was a naive 15yo. I worshipped him and would have done anything for him. It could have been a very dysfunctional relationship. Luckily he was sweet and chaste and we only even kissed a few times in the year we were together.

Years later I realised what should have been obvious to anyone: he didn't want me for a girlfriend as such. He was unconsciously trying to replace his 15yo sister who had died several years earlier after going off the rails and being abused by an older man. My "boyfriend" blamed himself for not looking after his sister and saving her. So he took me out to the sorts of places a 15yo should go, had fun with me like a big brother would do, took an interest, gave me useful advice.

The Christchurch earthquakes. Especially the February 11th 2011 one, I was at ther hospital's ground floor and honestly thought the whole building was going to fall over my head. I was actually incredibly fortunate, because I was going to use a voucher to eat out that same day in a cafe where 2 people were killed, but decided last minute to leave it till the next day as it was drizzling outside, so had lunch at the hospital cafe. Funny how some apparently small choices sometimes can save your life.

And another one I can think of, when I intervened in an episode of domestic violence and put myself between the drunk abuser and his battered wife. The police arrived just in time before I had my face rearranged by that mad, horrid man.

When I was a teenager I used to enjoy the thrill of going out alone at night and swimming straight out into Lake Michigan, which is 100 miles wide. I liked to go far enough that I wasn't quite sure whether I could swim back to shore.

It was even more thrilling in a storm, though I didn't need to go out far in a storm - even 15 metres could be enough to know I might not survive. I once managed to get hypothermia doing it, but was already nearly back to shore by the time the symptoms kicked in.

Saracen Did your parents know??

To counteract the fear of males thing: the absolutely most dangerous thing I've ever done was to allow myself to be persuaded to go for a nice outing in the country with a doddery old lady in her 80s who volunteered at the same place as I did.

I thought of her as much younger and fitter because she was physically strong enough to do manual work and clever enough to do it quite well. Didn't take me long in her car to realise that her eyesight was shot to pieces, her reactions were non-existent and her hearing was so bad she couldn't hear when we shouted at her that she was pushing the bloke on the motorbike (whom she couldn't see) into the ditch.

I've done my bit of swimming in the sea at night and walked through city centres alone at night, but that trip to a local beauty spot is the stuff that I still don't like to think about. We tried to dissuade her from driving after that but she wouldn't have it.

[as a M/F couple but still] when drunk accepted a lift in a car [the driver, who we'd met that night, probably drunk too] to some ridiculously seedy nightclub somewhere on the outskirts of Marrakech, it was a dreadful place, we could easily been robbed or worse, I've no idea how we got home [pre ubiquitous mobile phones].

The most dangerous situation I have ever been in is that I was somewhere when a shooting occurred. But I didn't actually put myself in that situation so not sure it counts. I was going about my ordinary life and was just in the wrong place at the wrong time. I was unharmed but quite a number of people were not so lucky unfortunately.

Driving through essentially a huge snowdrift in the dark 😵

Wow what a scary thread! Once when I was just 19, I went out for a day drinking session with my best friend. She became ill during the day and ended up leaving quite early on. I decided to stay out as I knew a lot of the local people who were out and got myself into a state I’d never been in before or since.

I remember walking into a club, buying 4 shots of vodka, drinking all 4, going to the toilet to throw up, back to the bar for more shots and then to the dance floor, that was 1am. Then I remember looking at my phone and it was 3am, I was stood outside the kebab shop and tried to ring a taxi, none til 5am. Somehow worked out I’d missed the last bus so started waking home (was about a 30 minute walk). Then a car pulled up behind me and the man driving it shouted ‘you’re in the middle of the road’. He told me to get in his car and I did. I didn’t even think about it. He asked where I lived so I told him, and he said he would take me home I just accepted it.

Got close to my house and I told him it was a right turn, he obviously knew the area well as he carried straight on down a country road. That’s when it dawned on me. I remember the feeling of the alcohol leaving my system and asked him what he was doing driving around at 3.30am. He didn’t answer. I told him to stop and he locked the doors.

Absolute gut wrenching feeling. I hope to never feel it again. I remember him asking me to touch him and this is the most vivid memory I have. I scratched his face HARD and I told him, ‘If you think you’ve hit the jackpot with a vunerable girl tonight you’re wrong. My dad is a police officer and had raised me for people like you, your DNA is under my nails now LET ME OUT before I kill you.’ He told me to chill out but he had a button with doors on his dashboard so I pressed that while screaming and luckily the door opened. I remember I couldn’t even run, the adrenaline was already too much so I just walked away as best I could. Only lived 5 minutes around the corner and felt like the longest walk of my life, looking over my shoulder and beginning to process what had happened. I got home and realised I left my coat in his car with luckily nothing but my sunglasses in it!

I only ever told my best friend and my partner. I was too mortified to tell my parents that I’d put myself in danger like that.

@biomedical that made my blood run cold, what a terrifying experience

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Being chased through a dark park late one night because I decided to take a shortcut.

My nan always said: 'The long road will draw sweat, but the short road will draw blood'.

And boy have I repeated that everyday since.

A few...
Quite tipsy, I got into a car that was parked at the local taxi rank (only car there) and asked to be taken into town.
Half way there I looked at the meter. There wasn't one.
The driver smiled and said he wasn't a taxi but liked me and was happy to drop me off.
Wouldn't stop the car.
When he finally stopped he demanded a kiss before he would unlock the door.

After one heavy night I woke up in an empty room completely covered walls and ceilings in egg boxes (apparently this sound proofs)
Nobody at all in the grotty flat I found myself in and I've no idea how I got there or who I went there with.
I walked until I was able to work out where I was and I found a street name,stood there and rang a taxi.

@MostTacticalNameChange: "Saracen Did your parents know??"

Of course not!!!

After one heavy night I woke up in an empty room completely covered walls and ceilings in egg boxes (apparently this sound proofs)

Oh my god!

Christ these are awful! Mine is as a stupid stupid teenager maybe 12/13? I met a boy through air cadets and he said he wanted to lend me a book so I got a train from my house to his house about 2 hours away (!) and how he didn't attack me I have not idea but I genuinely thought he wanted to show me a book when he wanted sex.