This is not gonna be pretty, my friends…
Because today we’re going to hear from folks on AskReddit about the worst things they’ve ever done in their lives…
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1. Addiction.
“I’m a recovered he**in addict (9 years sober), and I have a lot of stories of how much of a s**t person I use to be. I really can’t gauge what my worst moment would be, but I can post a story or two definitely.
One day, I was flat broke and on my last bag of dope. My “neighborhood pharmacist” just recently was arrested for a dui. Brainstorming, I came up with an idea to try and get some pills at the e.r. I still had med insurance at the moment, so I thought this was my best option.
My buddy came by and we were hanging out outside smoking a cigarette and trying to figure out how to get hurt, just enough to get some pills, but not enough to actually have permanent repercussions. There was this big ass cinder block beside my garage and I decided to drop it on my foot in hopes of just breaking a toe at most.
I stood outside on the concrete patio for about five minutes with the cinderblock trying to hype myself up enough to drop it on my foot. I couldn’t do it, psyched myself out too much. I told my friend that he would have to do it for me, and he said OK. He held it about waist high and dropped it on my foot. I knew it wasn’t enough damage so I told him that he needed to put it up higher and drop it again to which he did.
So go to the hospital tell them that I was carrying boxes downstairs to the basement and dropped them when I slipped on the bottom step… so I go back, get x-rays, and I am in the waiting room. Dr comes in and tells me that I’ve torn numerous ligaments in my foot and probably would hurt less if I had just broke my foot.
Hearing this I was excited thinking yes I just scored. I Didn’t care about the pain at the moment just happy that I just potentially scored…. They release me, and hand me a script..They wrote me a script for ibuprofen 800mg….. Defeat.”
2. Coming clean.
“I definitely attempted to ruin friends relationships in my teenage years cuz I was a bitter and lonely a**hole.
Seeing them happy only made me feel worse so I wanted to drag them down to my level. Luckily their relationships were stronger than my bulls**t in most cases.”
3. Get off my lawn!
“You know how people bag up their leaves and leave them out by the street?
As a teen we used to go out at night and dump them back out on people’s lawns.
Thinking about it now I would be so p**sed if someone did that to me.”
4. Revenge.
“When I was about 15 a neighbor or ours stopped us in the road and chewed us out for riding our go carts in the road. This despite the fact that it was a dirt road in a rural area which was the perfect place for riding go carts.
He was a complete a**hole about it too. I dont know where I got the idea from but I promptly went home, called the electric company, pretended to be the neighbor, and told them I wanted my electricity turned off as we were moving.
It was the eighties so they just looked the account up by name and address and promptly entered my request in the system. I’m sure it was just a minor inconvenience for them but they deserved it in my opinion.”
5. Not your fault.
“Sometimes you can do really f**ked up things without any intent or awareness.
I was young and with a very nice woman who was struggling with some physical issues that resulted in a severe depression. We weren’t living together, but I was regularly getting up early and going over to her place for breakfast and to kind of just check in and let her know I was there for her.
I went drinking with some friends one night and I overslept the next morning. I called her to let her know I wouldn’t make it. She committed s**cide that day, before I got back from work.
I know, now, that what happened wasn’t my fault, and I wasn’t responsible, at least not in some overt way – we all make our own decisions. Still, I will always wish I hadn’t been careless and overslept that day. If I had the chance to change one decision I’ve made in my life, this would be it.”
6. Can’t forgive yourself.
“The day before I stopped drinking alc**hol altogether, I was in a really dark place for a number of reasons. And I was ABSOLUTELY using al**hol as a crutch.
One of the reasons why I was in such a bad place, emotionally, was because my cousin was in decline due to glioblastoma. I was actively seeing this person, that I loved dearly, lose his sense of self and ability to understand conversations and situations. And he was young—just turned 50.
There was a lot of light in the beginning, but considering that glioblastoma is effectively a stage-less brain cancer, it was almost guaranteed he would lose the battle.
The day that I stopped drinking altogether was the day that I was supposed to drive him to a research institute for his monthly treatment and check in. It was the only time I was asked to take on that level of responsibility, as his wife would normally take him.
I helped in a bunch of different ways, like hanging out with him when he’d otherwise be alone, but this appointment was pretty big. I depressedly drank myself into a stupor the night before and missed our meet up time.
I’d said that I’d be there no matter what, and I wasn’t. The appointment happened, and he “reassured me” everything was okay as he knew the battle was over anyway. But I will never forgive myself for that. Even typing this out makes me feel like the biggest piece of s**t. I wish I were sober then.”
7. Ugh.
“One time, a girl I had minimal interest in, but had mutual shared friends with had sent me a text basically saying, “I have feelings for you and I’d like to explore where that takes us”. I then typed up a message to my good friend saying, “Please k**l me now, I think she wants a relationship”.
Keep in mind, this girl was nice and all, but just wasn’t my type. I’m also a people pleaser, so the thought of having to turn down someone makes me uncomfortable and I dreaded having to tell her I wasn’t interested.
I’ve been turned down before. It sucks. I don’t want to do that to someone else. I did not mean the “please k**l me now” as a knock on her as a person, but as a “I don’t want to be in this situation”.
You can probably guess what happened though. Yep, I sent the “please k**l me now” text to the girl. After immediately realizing what I did and thinking for about 30 seconds how I could possible talk my way out of not sounding like the biggest jerk in the entire world, I realized that there was no good way to spin that. I decided to just try my best to explain to her that it wasn’t meant to be mean and blah blah blah. I also said that she didn’t deserve that blah blah blah.
Didn’t matter. I still cringe about it to this day.”
8. Oops.
“My parents have a piano in their living room.
My dad was playing the piano one day like 10 years ago, and I typed up a text to my brother saying something like “have you noticed how dad has been struggling through the same songs for 10 years but has never gotten any better?”
Yep, I accidentally sent it to my dad.”
9. Well…
“My moms boyfriend is a dick so I used his beard trimmer to shave my nuts.
A few times…”
10. Yikes.
“Stand in knee deep sewage to pull grass because it had gotten too long in that area apparently. barefoot and barehanded.
Thanks dad for sending me to a behavior modification program in Jamaica that has virtually no child protection laws.”
11. Huffin’.
“Computer air duster.
Don’t use inhalants kids, they’re real bad.
I think my IQ dropped by about 30 points from that stuff…”
12. Sorry, Grandma.
“My grandmother moved in with us when I was a teenager and started to go senile.
Our relationship quickly soured. Living with her was different from sending her letters and making phone calls.
It wasn’t her fault. You change when you start to lose your mind. But honest to goodness I couldn’t stand her. Everything was my fault. Every single thing she misplaced, I stole. I must have stolen it. She couldn’t accept that she just couldn’t remember where she was putting things.
The worst time she had a meltdown over photos she’d misplaced and had my parents search my room while I shouted that I never touched them. I was a teenager. Why would I want her photos of the garden? I could just go outside if I wanted to see it, for f**k sakes.
One night, I woke up because she was shouting for me in that nasally trill she always had that I’d grown to h**e because of her constant theft accusations. Just my name, over and over. She was in the bathroom across the hall from my room.
I didn’t know what time it was. I figured it was early because she always got up at like 5am. I figured she was shouting for me because she misplaced something again and was happily accusing me of going into her private bathroom that I never went near and taking it.
So I thought some very angry choice words at her and pretended I didn’t hear her. She cawed for me for thirty or so more minutes until it finally woke up my mom. I figured there, now mom can deal with you and I can sleep.
Well. Turns out her kidneys had shut down acutely. She was vomiting and excreting blood that whole time, yelling for me – not to tell me I was a little thief again, but because she needed help.
She was 85. That 30 minutes probably didn’t make a difference. But she d**d a few days later and while I know it wasn’t my fault, her extended suffering was. I’m sorry grandma.”
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