What's the biggest secret you're keeping from your SO?

[Anonymous]

That yesterday was my birthday. He said on Sunday (a mere two days earlier) to the kids "Guess what, your mom's birthday is on Tuesday!" and they asked him what was planned and he said "Maybe you can help me plan something special" he and they seem to have forgotten to even wish me a nice day. I was sure, when DH called to say he was running late and wouldn't make it for dinner that he was bringing something nice home, like cupcake for the kids, but...nope, he was at the gym, the grocery store, etc. I'm a little miffed, but more so because he seems to have stopped noticing me lately in general. Like, I get my hair cut and colored every 3/4 months and he never says anything (even though he gets huffy if I dont notice his hair cuts, which are every 3 weeks); I lost 10+ lbs recently and back into a size 4 and he never said anything. I will tell him something and he swears I havent. I kind of feel invisible these days, except when I am doing something he thinks I shouldn't, like pour the milk in my son's cereal bowl before he is downstairs because it will get soggy.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:I went to an Asian massage parlor and had a happy ending. I went just to get a much needed massage for a bad back.

How do you even find places like that? Did you know they did that before you went there? Do they offer it to you as a surprise after you're done with the, uh, non-naughty part of the massage?

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Anonymous wrote:I kept my secret until I needed to use it to hurt him. It devastated him. I waited almost 8 years for the opportunity.

I have one of these, too. I have been keeping mine for almost 8 years now.

[Anonymous]

My DH's manhood is of average size as was my XDH. Whenever we get into a fight I tell my DH that my X was way bigger then he is. It always shuts him up and I don't care if it is a lie. I just like winning arguments.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:My DH's manhood is of average size as was my XDH. Whenever we get into a fight I tell my DH that my X was way bigger then he is. It always shuts him up and I don't care if it is a lie. I just like winning arguments.

What? No way. This is a troll post.

[Anonymous]

I'm gay.

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Anonymous wrote:I kept my secret until I needed to use it to hurt him. It devastated him. I waited almost 8 years for the opportunity.

I have one of these, too. I have been keeping mine for almost 8 years now.

What is it? Gang bang when he was away on business?

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Anonymous wrote:I hate his guts and fantasize about his funeral. What I'll wear. How I'll act. What I'll do immediately after. How well I will sleep that first night alone .....

I fantasize when I can't get in touch with my husband for a few hours that he's had a heart attack and I'll find him dead on the floor when I get home. (He had a heart attack a couple years ago.). Literally my only reaction to that fantasy is to think, "My mornings would be more hectic because I'd have to get the kids out of the house by myself, and I would probably have to sign up for a few extra hours per week of after-school care for the kids." My life would be so much better (no one yelling at me...) if he weren't here.

Imagine being with someone for 10 years and having kids with them and her not being sorry if you died.

I simply cannot believe another human being thinks like this.

You would believe it if your spouse were emotionally abusive. I'm actually a very nice, compassionate person.

+1. I spent 5 years with my undiagnosed mentally ill partner. It was traumatizing. 10 years later I still fantasize or dream that he will die in a plane accident everytime he travels. It is hard to live with a physically or emotionally abusive partner. Even when the abise is driven by mental illness, it has a deeply traumatizing affect. Even when you are separated, the relationship via the kids constantly re-exposes you to trauma. Fantasizing that it somehow magically ends is a normal response to an abnormal situation.

I was/am in a similar situation (10 yrs) and can never imagine wanting someone to die.

Glad you are perfect, except that is, for your apparent lack of empathy or ability to perceive what it might be like in another's shoes. Actually, wishing the death of an abuser, an elderly loved one who is in decline or even a spouse, is not that uncommon a feeling.

If you went to a psychologist and confessed it, they probably would reassure you that's it's fairly normal (as long as you don't have concrete plans) and indicates a certain feeling of hopelessness or belief in the inability to escape a situation, and they would try to re-focus you on realistic steps in your control that could improve your own situation.

Of course, there is a difference between "wishing" or "thinking" about it and actually planning to do it.

[Anonymous]

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Anonymous wrote:I found nude pictures of her sister online.

Damn! Were you looking, or just stumbled upon them?

Stumble.

[Anonymous]

While his grandfather was in the hospital dying of lung cancer, I was having an emotional affair and sexting with my ex

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:While his grandfather was in the hospital dying of lung cancer, I was having an emotional affair and sexting with my ex

Guess I should add that 1. he was extremely close to his grandfather, and 2. we were staying at the hospital with his grandfather while this was happening.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:I once had sex with three women in one day: my FB in the morning, my sugar baby in the early afternoon, and my DW that night. Pretty good for a 50-year-old guy!

So you are on ABC's the Bachelor? hahaha

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:That yesterday was my birthday. He said on Sunday (a mere two days earlier) to the kids "Guess what, your mom's birthday is on Tuesday!" and they asked him what was planned and he said "Maybe you can help me plan something special" he and they seem to have forgotten to even wish me a nice day. I was sure, when DH called to say he was running late and wouldn't make it for dinner that he was bringing something nice home, like cupcake for the kids, but...nope, he was at the gym, the grocery store, etc. I'm a little miffed, but more so because he seems to have stopped noticing me lately in general. Like, I get my hair cut and colored every 3/4 months and he never says anything (even though he gets huffy if I dont notice his hair cuts, which are every 3 weeks); I lost 10+ lbs recently and back into a size 4 and he never said anything. I will tell him something and he swears I havent. I kind of feel invisible these days, except when I am doing something he thinks I shouldn't, like pour the milk in my son's cereal bowl before he is downstairs because it will get soggy.

I am so sorry! Happy Belated Birthday!
Your post makes me think of a book I read a few months ago. Here is a link to the book: https://www.amazon.com/Calling-Invisible-Women-Jeanne-Ray/dp/0307395065

[Anonymous]

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Anonymous wrote:While his grandfather was in the hospital dying of lung cancer, I was having an emotional affair and sexting with my ex

Guess I should add that 1. he was extremely close to his grandfather, and 2. we were staying at the hospital with his grandfather while this was happening.

o..mg

[Anonymous]

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Anonymous wrote:While his grandfather was in the hospital dying of lung cancer, I was having an emotional affair and sexting with my ex

Guess I should add that 1. he was extremely close to his grandfather, and 2. we were staying at the hospital with his grandfather while this was happening.

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You are either one great troll or one absolutely repulsive human being