Someone Asked "What's The Most Disturbing Secret You've Ever Been Told?" And 30 People Opened Up

I want to be really vague about this, so I'll explain it this way: A very mild-mannered, friendly older man told me about how he was working abroad in an area that had just gone through an ethnicity-based civil war. The place was still very chaotic and lawless. He and his colleagues found out there was a group of local men from one ethnic group who would abduct and assault primary school-aged girls from the other ethnic group. There was really no good legal mechanism through which to address this. My friend and his colleagues decided the best way to deal with it was to find out where the men lived and shoot them in the head.

They went out over the course of one night, k*lled several of the men and left their bodies in the road. The assaults in the area stopped because most of the perpetrators were dead and the ones that were left didn't dare do anything again.

My friend wasn't upset by about k*lling them, but seemed haunted by what the men were doing to the girls. He said of the men, "They had no business being alive."

My stepdad confessed on his deathbed that he’d spent thirty years with my very difficult mother just to be sure I could have a normal life. He passed away from cancer about a week later.

For what it’s worth I’m married to a wonderful woman, have two amazing kids, and a fantastic career.

Thanks Dad.

An uncle beat a guy almost to death with his bare hands. He had walked in on a friend molesting a kid. He had to pay a fine and do community service for a long time but also didn’t have to pay for beer at the local bar for a few months. He was so reserved and kind so it threw me when I found out what he’d accomplished in his younger years.

My cousin was a nanny for a wealthy family in the upper west side for three years. They had one daughter who had dairy allergies. My cousin thought she could ease dairy into her diet and make her allergy disappear. So she did that, slowly adding dairy into her diet. The poor little girl had allergic reactions, and her parents could not figure it out. Of course, my cousin didn’t fess up. And of course, the allergy never disappeared. That poor girl, having such bad reactions and all because of my cousin’s psycho way of thinking.

I am 43 and recently found out that my grandfather (who passed away before I was born) was in prison when he was 16 for killing his father. There were reports of child and spouse abuse and alcoholism. My family looked at it as if he was protecting his siblings. When he got out of prison he met my grandmother, and they had 11 children who were protected until his death.

I remembered another one. I used to hang out with a ex-Mormon friend. There was a condom commercial on and she shook her head saying she'd never had to use them before. I was like, "What? You've had like 3 long term ex boyfriends I'm aware of?" Then she told a few stories about her and her oldest brother and the yearly at-home abortion methods and the 3 children I didn't know existed that survived her attempts. I'm just sitting there staring at the wall while she's digging deeper and deeper into her childhood and late teens. She mentions things between her brother started when she was 8 years old and her brother was in his 20's and blamed herself for being so attention seeking. Obviously her brother is a predator and made her feel this way. The one time she tried to tell on her brother her dad ended up taking the fall for his son. The Mormon church made it all go away and nothing became of it.

A co-worker told me her 2nd child wasn't her husband's.

Did not need that information.

My ex would feed vegetarians meat and not tell them.

Not as crazy as others’, but I found out that my dad is actually my stepdad and my real dad left immediately after I was born. 18 years and still haven’t met the guy.

A friend of mine told me she is having an affair with one of our friend's father.

i slept with a guy who was a civil engineer once, and he worked on a multimillion dollar high rise building he ultimately had to quit working on because they wanted it built under dimensions that weren't safe for the soil conditions. so they said either say its safe or we find someone who will. and when he refused, they did.

supposedly, that building [which he wouldnt specificy for obvious reasons], ended up in fact being built the way they wanted, and it will likely face significant structural issues and lawsuits in future years. it may even be dangerous for residents.

A friend of mine who is married told me that before he was married he was teaching English in Thailand and they he was in a relationship with a ladyboy for three years he says if it's a wife ever finds out she will definitely break up with him.

Someone once told me literally where the body was burried.

My mother told me that my father physically hurt my brother as a toddler. She said dad had grabbed him by the back of the neck in a rage, and my brother held his head crooked for weeks.

She finally took my brother to the doctor. My brother was fine, but mom asked her little boy to lie, and not tell the doctor what dad had done to him.

I wasn’t even born yet, but my father was a violent man throughout my whole childhood. I wish my parents had gotten a divorce much earlier.

My mom got pregnant her senior year of highschool. She have the baby up for adoption to one of my aunt's friends. My mom told me last year. I'm 41 now. My half sister is 47. Several family members have taken the secret to their grave.

I was into martial arts (karate) as a teenager. It started as a hobby, but I began to take it more seriously after experiencing sexual harassment.

A martial arts senpai (senior in ranking) confessed to me that he r*ped his cousin at a family reunion. He was about 19 years old when it happened. The cousin was about 11 or 12.

To this day, I have no idea why he told me that, but I avoided him and eventually left the dojo.

My grandma told me that before I was born my mother had an affair with my dad’s married brother. She apparently cheated a lot. When I was out of the house and married my dad got a letter in the mail telling him she was cheating again and going on trips with this guy. They finally got divorced.

This isn't mine, it's my grandpa's.

This was in the late 1940's. One of his buddies calls him up saying he needs someone to talk to, so they meet at a local bar. They had both finished serving in WW2; my gramps in the South Pacific, the other guy in Europe. They meet at the bar, and the guy is visibly upset and says he has to get something off his chest; it's been bothering him since he came home. He proceeds to tell him this story which I will try my best to remember correctly (gramps died 11 years ago so I can't confirm details anymore)

He was stationed in either Eastern France or SW Belgium, I think near the border with Germany. The allies had been winning and the war was only technically still on. This guy was stationed at a POW camp where they had some German soldiers. He was ordered to escort 6-10 of them to another location just a few miles away. It was winter, and very cold that night. He had to drive them through woods on dirt roads, and the truck breaks down en route with engine issues. He orders them to get out of the back so he can keep an eye on them while he deals with the engine, so the Germans are just standing there in the middle of the woods, and apparently their movements and talking to each other (he couldn't speak German) are making him paranoid. He starts yelling commands at them like "stop talking," "move closer together," "stay where I can see you." None of the Germans speak English, so there is more talking amongst themselves and confused movements, which only increases the guy's already heightened state of fear and paranoia. One of the German soldiers makes too sudden of a movement or comes towards him and he shoots. The other soldiers start freaking out so he starts shooting them. He ended up killing every one of them and running back to his base. He tells his commanding officer what happened, that he panicked and thought they were devising a plan to kill him and escape, so he shot them all. The officer basically tells him not to tell anyone about it and arranges to get him discharged as soon as possible and to not think or speak of it again. They sweep the whole thing under the rug and send the guy home. They didn't have trauma counseling back in those days, especially for something that they wanted to keep quiet, which is why my Grandpa came to hear the story.

I knew my moms grandpa had died young (like 50-55) but never knew how. apparently, a cop was driving drunk and way over speed limit, hit his tractor from behind which flipped over and slid over 200 feet, killing him instantly

the cop had to pay around 1000 dollars in todays money as compensation, but did not get sentenced to jail or anything else for that matter (very small town and the cop was buddy buddy with the town leaders)

Ex-Coworker “has a few bodies to the list” and that he was an ex gang member/door knocker. He also told me when he was on “vacation” back home in “Samoa”, he was really back in Utah getting revenge on the dude who shot up his apartment when he was living there. Amazing family man and great guy but after hearing all that , I couldn’t help but see him in a new light and take him a little more seriously since he was really goofy and free going, almost like a class clown type. He’s got my back like a brother but me and him are of two different worlds and mindsets after such a revelation.