to ask you to tell us something you’d never admit IRL

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I’ll start with one of my less dark ones. I didn’t care when my father died.

Eye colour is a weird thing tho. My friends have brown eyes yet their son has bright blue eyes. What did mum let slip? Xx

As asked about several other posters before you . . .

Have you considered therapy?

I think this feeling is common, but socially unacceptable to admit. My MIL died earlier this year and my husband hasn't shed a tear and doesn't grieve for her. Outwardly he was a caring and devoted son, but it was all FOG (fear, obligation and guilt) as she was a selfish, manipulative and childish woman. He talks to me about his lack of emotion around her death, and says "I'd never say this to anyone else".

My mother also died recently and, apart from a quiet tear at the hospital (more shock than grief), I haven't cried and don't miss her. She brought nothing positive to my life and never once told me she loved me. I find it awkward with friends and colleagues who have given me so much sympathy - the head tilt, the hugs - when I'm actually fine! I'm always saying "thankyou, but we weren't close". My sister understands as she feels exactly the same.

Same…

I used to make taxi drivers drop me 2 streets away so they didn't know where I live

I don't like it feel live for my younger siblings children. Never have really since they were little. They don't have a clue though and I am careful never to let it show but they are just both so irritating. One is completely full of themselves and this seems to be encouraged and the other was constantly mean to one of my children at family events over the years.

I have an eating disorder that no one knows about. I eat small portions of whatever everyone else is having so as to go undetected and everyone thinks I’m so healthy as I exercise a lot, eat lots of vegetables and am small.

Some of the posts on here are heartbreaking and make my admission pale into insignificance, in comparison, but...

Poorly spoken and written English induce a visceral reaction in me, and jar, in a way which is synonymous with fingernails being drawn down a blackboard and I have to fight hard, not to show it, or 'correct' the errors. Sadly, someone very close to me speaks a very tortured and mangled form of English and it is really starting to bother me. Few things in life bring me more joy and pleasure than listening to, or reading, well constructed, articulate English.

Shallow, I know, and inconsequential in the scheme of things and not something I can admit to anyone in real life, for fear of offending and appearing judgemental or a 'snob'!

I have an opportunity in the future to take revenge on some people who harmed my life. It's a fairly unpleasant thing to do but so is what they did and continue to do to me.

It's not illegal in any way and is something many people are currently doing but would cause them discomfort if I do it.

I keep telling myself that two wrongs won't make a right but there's a sense of injustice for my maltreatment that I can't shake off. I'm trusting my conscience will lead me away from it.

Sorry to be vague but I can't really elaborate.

Your parents lost a child so have likely been massively impacted by that. Whether that child was you or your twin, they would be sad and affected by it. ☹️

I have a secret eating disorder. I have been binging/purging food since i was 17 - now 44. Husband of 20 years has no idea. it does control me, even though i like to think it doesn't, but it's a helpful stress-reliever for someone with ASD & ADHD. I would like to stop but i worry i will just replace it with something potentially more harmful.

This us why i come here. I must try this sometime.

I hate going to visit DH who has a life-limiting illness.

I was the OW for a year and thought we were supposed to be together (duh). After it ended his child got seriously ill and all I could think was "thank god you didn't leave them", partly for their/his sake, partly for mine. Selfish but realistic.

I hate working. I like my kid's friend's dad (not supposed to).

I am so fat I hate myself and when I go to bed at night I hope I don’t wake up in the morning.

I really can't be bothered with sex and wouldn't care if I never had it again. I also hate sharing my bed - with anybody.

I LOVE this!
Dont take taxis often, but next time I'm going to be MUCH more creative 😅

I regret having a child and still dont feel that bond 8 years down the line. I feel like I act my way through family interactions.

It occurred to me recently that I have cheated on every partner that I have ever had all my life. But only when it was obvious the relationship was in terminal decline. To add: I have never cheated on current DH and have no plans to.

It shook me a bit, the first time I realised the truth in black and white.

Never, never tell anyone irl about JC 😂
Oh ths 🫠

I see your Jeremy Clarkson @UndoRedo and I raise you Boris Johnson

Aww honey, please get help!! There is help and support out there
🫂 💐 xx

I started self harming aged 11 and am still self harming now at age 35. I absolutely love it and it’s like a secret I can hug myself with when life gets overwhelming. I’ll never stop.

Oh wow, are you going to have the baby and let your husband believe he is the dad or are you going to tell him? Does your colleague know you are pregnant? I haven't RTFT yet so apologies if you already answered these questions