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 have always been a bit of a chicken so when I was younger I never really did anything daft. However, just yesterday I found myself in a situation where I felt really threatened. During the restrictions DH and I have been going out for a walk most days around our local village footpaths, and it has been lovely.

Yesterday, DH wanted to get the grass cut and then carry on with his hobby so I went by myself. I decided to take myself off to a local viewpoint which looks back down to the village because it was such a lovely day and the views are great on a clear day. I could see there was no one there which was good because the last bit is very narrow and no chance to distance. However, it meant that I had to walk a little way along a single track lane which has passing places to get to the path. When I was on the road I could hear a car coming up behind me being driven at speed so I stepped into a field entrance. When the car got level with me I could see there were four very dodgy looking young men in there. Baseball caps with hoodies pulled up over the top. (It was a very warm day). Anyway the car slowed right down as they went past and all of them looked out at me and as they drove on the two in the back starting looking out the rear window and I could see that they were laughing and pointing at me. They drove a bit further and I could see that they had pulled into the next field gateway and two of them got out and started to walk back toward me.

Well. I was through that hedge and literally ran all the way back across the field to my house. I could have given Linford Christie and run for his money. When I got to the other side and relative civilisation I looked back and they were standing there in the gateway still looking at me.

Now, I suppose it could have been totally innocent but I felt really vulnerable. I won't be going up there again on my own. Really Scary.

A holiday in Greece when I was 20 when I rode pillion on motorbikes in shorts and vests with no helmet, and had a one night stand with someone whose apartment was way out beyond the city limits. Stupid, stupid girl.

Spent many years in Florida, always swam in the sea far out towards the end of the pier with my cousins (our parents were in the house) one day we were all splashing about and saw 3 fins, my cousin went underwater thinking it was dolphins and there were 3 huge bull sharks circling a pier post about 10 feet from us. I've never swam so fast and now won't go past waist height in the sea.

Clubbing in the North East in the early /mid 90s. More like the Wild West at times. Let's just say it wasn't just the men who were a threat to you if you gave them some side eye.....

Reminds me of a lady I spoke to at a family wedding a few years back. She would be 70 now for reference. Larger than life character with some great stories. She used to hitch hike around the Gloucester area she said when she was late teens, early 20s which didn't mean anything to me until she pointed out she could easily have been given a lift by Fred and Rosemary West .

ConcernedAuntie how frightening for you. And why were they still looking at you?

Hope you are okay now.

I was staying at a gated appartment in Benidorm. We came back from shopping to see a very drunk British guy peeing up against the side of the appartment building, a Spanish guy then came and told him to get out, the British guy started shouting at him aggressively and went to head but him, I got in between them and told the English guy to get out. He was walking towards the gate when the Spanish guy said something so the British guy turned round to come back, I more or less frogmarched the drunk brit out of the gate.

Years ago I was backpacking in Australia. I landed in Alice springs to catch a bus into the centre but missed it. Being the last at the airport a guy offered me a lift into the centre, I said yes please. As he was driving he started telling me about the famous murders of backpackers which happened Inthe outback years earlier, I was a bit scared. Luckily I survived but how stupid was I!

When I was about 11 I used to leave the house at about 6/7am and just go off on my own to see the horses (I was horse mad), there was a common a couple of miles away where people from a certain community used to tether their horses. One morning I came across a group of 5 or 6 teenage boys in the woods near these horses, who surrounded me and asked me what I was doing - I said I was looking for my dog. One of the boys grabbed me from behind and "humped" me, I managed to get away and ran home. I haven't thought about this really for years, but looking back it could have been awful - my mum never knew/wasn't interested in what I was doing and I was pretty much allowed to do what I wanted. Safe to say my own two DD's haven't been brought up in such a feral manner and I generally know where they are!!

I'm a retired police officer of 24 years so been in some very dicey situations before back up arrived. Attacked with a hammer, threatened with knives, assaulted on numerous occasions but I suppose as it was a duty it's kind of different.

Myself and 3 friends went to Amsterdam for my 30 we got in a taxi at the airport to our hotel. We thought it was a licencef cab obviously wasn't as he kept asking if we liked coke also was driving at a very dangerous speed. We were terrified .
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Many others to mention walking home on my own 3am very drunk

Passed out drunk all over London Alleyways, club toilets, tubes, bus stops you name it. I must have had a guardian angel in my 20s.

Vomited in my sleep while drunk. Woke up covered in puke and went downstairs to run a bath, climbed in and promptly passed out again. Woke up several hours later freezing cold and still covered in sick.

Met far too many random men in their homes or secluded places. This was before online dating though.

Most recent was trying to pull my abdominal drain out by myself as I didn't want to go back to the hospital. It got stuck so I had to go back to the hospital I had flounced out of 3 days earlier (not UK) feeling very sheepish and in a lot of pain.

Fuckiveranoutofpasta my friend died doing just that (leaning out of a train window). Not as a dare, don't know what was going through her head but it seems to have been a split second decision without thinking of the possible consequences. Very easy to do.

It made me think back to all of the stupid things I have done without even thinking and only realised later how differently things could have turned out. I'm painfully aware of things like that now and overthink little things to a probably ridiculous degree.

Walking home a lot at university alone at 2-3-4am through back alleys, city parks - often very drunk
Drunk cooking again at university - set an oven on fire, but we managed to put it out
Online dating with a guy I met on tinder and allowing myself to get very, very drunk on the promise of a meal which never happened. Could literally barely function and had terrible sex which I have barely any memory of and left at 3am in a taxi which I threw up out the window of all the way home. Weirdly continued to message back and forth with him for another week or so.

Basically alcohol... all my friends are the same though. We all grew up doing the same kinds of things. Late twenties now and more into a couple of nice glasses of wine and a natter.

But for me: ending up/ waking up in so many random houses with complete strangers. Sometimes with friends, sometimes on my own.
I was a fucking idiot when I was a teenager.

Just been talking about this with DP. We’ve agreed it’s interesting that most males would say something like rock climbing, swimming in a reservoir, jumping off something, doing something extreme sports-esque. But most women seem to say things like walking alone when drunk, being alone with a strange man, being slipped a drug etc. it’s funny isn’t it.

I forgot about using a forces dating site as a teen and meeting some guy who must have been double my age and having sex with him in the back of his van in a multi-storey car park

When I was about 18 me and my then boyfriend had been for a meal and were back at my house sat in the living room chatting, it was lateish. We could then hear shouting and banging from next door and it was getting to the point we were thinking of calling the police, there is then a knock at the door and it’s the young lad from next door. I answer and he’s asking me to call the police because his sister has just stabbed his stepdad. I didn’t even really think about what I was doing, I don’t remember the operator trying to stop me but I ended up on the phone to the ambulance and going into next door as the sister was walking out with a massive kitchen knife in her hand and trying my best to help the guy who had been stabbed in the neck by applying pressure to the wound. He died that evening but I know I tried my best. It’s only now that I think shit she clearly wasn’t well and I just went into the house like I was invincible. The case when to court but it ended up being sorted without a proper trial and the girl never got a custodial sentence so there must have been mitigating factors. I also think now that it was poor of the police force to not offer any kind of support for me at the time, it’s a good job I was the way I was then and not a worrier like now!

Lots of stupid things while at uni in London. Get pissed up and wondering around on my own at night. Getting into unlicensed taxis in New Cross.

Probably most stupid thing was discharging myself after a week in hospital with pre eclampsia. I went for a local wedding then straight back in. Being pg makes me unhinged

I started young.

Ran towards an armed man legging it out of a house to ask if his gun was real. I was five. Regularly rode a mountain bike around the rim of a deserted quarry. Also tied a rope to a tree and abseiled down a cliff.

Swam in a water hole in Australia that was known to be inhabited by saltwater crocodiles. Went parascending whilst on a snowboard.

The worst though was befriending a guy who regularly stood outside the shop late at night where I worked as a teenager. He was later jailed for multiple rapes and murder. He was arrested after attacking one of my colleagues.

As a teen I would always walk home after a night out in Birmingham city centre, I figured it was quicker for me to walk than hang about trying to get a taxi. It was just over a mile. More often than not I was walked home by a homeless drug addict called Simon who was begging. "Come on Kel I'll walk with you." I'd always insist he didn't and at times actually was pissed off when I had to give him a cigarette. It was only years later I realize what a massive favour he was doing and potentially what he protected me from. Simon is still round the city and has always remember me to this day.

Drunk and lost, driving(not me driving) around Johannesburg and its outskirts at 1am. Stopped at garage in middle of nowhere to ask directions..not idea how we actually made it back to my Aunt's house in Sandton . I was sick I remember🤮 . No idea,how we made it home alive ... no idea .

I walked to the highest point of a remote area of a tropical island without telling anyone where I was and without a mobile phone. Looking back I realise anything could have happened and what a stupid thing I did.

Occasionally I remember snippets of stupid things I’ve done; things that probably lasted for months but it I’ve completely forgotten them. Reading this reminded me of the 2 or 3 months I spent living in a roofless hay loft in North Wales whilst at Uni, with some very odd people.... my main scary memory is getting into what I thought was a taxi at age 19, arriving at my block of flats, then it driving into the deserted car park round the back. Completely unnecessarily. My drunken brain twigged that this wasn’t ok. I still remember lurching out of the door whilst it was moving and staggering off into the darkness whilst the taxi screeched about.... I didn’t even report it. I’ve no idea why

I've name changed for this because it's both criminal and deplorable.

I make no excuses but I was what you would call 'dragged up' and by the age of 13 i was practically feral.

I had an older friend (16 at the time) that i looked up to and we would often go out drinking, believe it or not I had no bother getting into pubs and they obviously didn't care much for keeping their licences.

Despite looking very much a child we would attract the attention of creepy men who would ply us with drinks. We agreed to go back with them to continue drinking at their houses and 9 times out of 10 they tried their luck.

Once they were asleep we would steal whatever we could, usually phones.

One time this happened, unbeknownst to us, the men were Romanian drug dealers and were actually quite dangerous. We had stupidly given our mobile numbers at some point beforehand and so once they woke up and realised their phones were gone we were getting incessant calls and death threats.

We agreed to return the phones in a public place but every time they saw us after that they would give chase be it in their car or on foot. I was a nimble little thing so they never got hold of me, thank god. I don't live in that part of the UK anymore.

I have many stories like that one but I'm cringing even writing one.

I'm going to change my name back now