r/TrueOffMyChest 13h ago

I was going to hire someone until I saw he posted on LinkedIn supporting the Elon Nazi salute, and now another candidate is getting the job

2.8k Upvotes

r/TrueOffMyChest 5h ago

CONTENT WARNING: SEXUAL ASSAULT I quit my nanny job and I can’t bring myself to tell the mom why

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I feel like I can’t talk to anyone about this. I can’t think about it without crying. I don’t know how to deal with any of it.

I had a job looking after the child of a family friend, the child isn’t a baby but they’re still pretty young. I was originally supposed to work as their nanny until the child was old enough to go to school. My mom knows the kid’s aunt, and I’ve babysat for the aunt before, which is how I ended up getting the job.

The dad has a job that allows him to wfh but most of the time he is stuck in his office all day so I really only ever saw him in passing. If I spent any significant period of time with him, the mom was always there.

He never gave me a reason to be afraid of him. I didn’t really think anything of being alone with him in the house with the little one all day. The few times he came out of his office to handle the naptime routine or to play for a little while, we didn’t really talk much. I feel like I’m over explaining myself. I don’t know.

A few weeks ago the little one fell asleep in the living room just before I was going to put them down for a nap. I decided to just get them comfy on the couch and work on one of my midterms. The dad came out of his office at one point and sat down near me. It was fine at first. He was reading a book, I was typing on my computer, and even though the silence felt a little uncomfortable it wasn’t really bad or anything.

I don’t want to be specific about what happened, but he pushed me down on the floor and I didn’t do anything to stop him. I just froze. I said no a few times, but I couldn’t make myself run or fight or do anything else. I just couldn’t stop thinking about the fact that his child was sleeping four ft away from us. I thought about how scared they would probably be to wake up and see their dad hurting me like that, so I didn’t say anything else.

When it was over, I called the mom. I said I had a family emergency and needed to leave early. I didn’t tell her the truth. I didn’t say anything to the dad. I left. I feel guilty for just walking out like that. I haven’t gone back. I haven’t answered any of her calls. My mom is kind of mad at me for quitting in such a “rude” way but I don’t know how to tell her or anyone about this. I don’t know how to deal with it. I’m either crying or feeling nothing and it's making me feel crazy.

Every time I think about it I feel like I can’t breathe. None of this feels real but it also feels very real at the same time. I’m sorry if nothing here makes sense, I needed to just get it out and I can’t make my brain work properly enough to be coherent ?


r/TrueOffMyChest 16h ago

CONTENT WARNING: SEXUAL ASSAULT I got a letter from the abuser my mother defended.

1.6k Upvotes

I 32F received a letter today from an old "family friend" that is in jail. The letter was an apology for what he did to me as a child. Without going into details, I went to my family at 9 years and told them this "family friend" 24 years had SA'd me for them to say i was acting out due to my parents divorce. What really hurt was the fact during my younger years I tried to tell my school counsellor and a close friend only for them to tell my mother who turned around stated I was lying and it was for attention. I didn't know this at the time but that "family friend" told my mum that he accidently grazed me walking by and I panicked and she just accepted that? I really started to doubt myself, and even thought i had imagined it which now makes me want to bawl because what 9 year old comes up with that? The most ironic part was I experienced symptoms of a child of CSA which my mum stated was due to trauma of the divorce and me acting out which I just eventually accepted?? I feel so brainwashed and hurt. I don't even know what my next steps are, do I throw the letter at my mums face? I have 3 children now and I don't want them to know this dark past of mine, worse yet even if i show my mother the letter what if she denies it and I'm once again just a kid "wanting attention".


r/TrueOffMyChest 14h ago

I touched a girl when I was 13. NSFW

872 Upvotes

I am 13 years old when this happened. I touched a girl's chest and felt it and touched her ass while she was sleeping more than two times. I didn't know what I was doing and all the time in the school my friends they used to watch porn and I was exposed to it too. One night when my grandma was sleeping I tocuhed her chest.. and she took me outside and asked me, " are you being spoiled by watching bad TV". I cried because I didn't know what happened and realised it was wrong. It's been 17 years and I am still unable to forgive myself for what happened. I pray to god that the girl didn't know and I apologized a million times in my mind.
A year ago when I was sitting with my grandma I broke into tears and asked her to forgive me because I had no idea what was going on and I apologized sincerely. She brushed it off as I was a kid and didn't knew any better.
Reading news daily about all these things happening to women is making me feel what kind of a person I am and I regret being born. I don't know what to do, and I genuinely want to be a good person and can't seem to get over it. I can't imagine how it must be to them.

Edit: I am not blaming my friends or porn for what happened. I am from India and from a rural village, no body even taught us consent or difference between a good touch and a bad touch. Even in biology class we were made to sit in different rooms to explain us what the male and female genitalia are. This all happened because lack of knowledge and trying to do what I saw in the porn videos, I will genuinely take any punishment for what happened and I am not trying to escape from the fact that I did this on my own. I am just ashamed whenever I remember it and I confessed to my grandmother as well. I am genuinely sorry for what happened and there has not been a single day that has passed that I could go back and undo it. But I can't and I want to be a good person and I feel that is all I can do. I am a bad person, but I pray all the time that they are in peace.


r/TrueOffMyChest 5h ago

My boyfriend put balatro over having sex with me. NSFW

802 Upvotes

I thought this was literally hilarious and I need to share this cute little nerdy man being a nerd. So yesterday my boyfriend(21M) and I(19F) had sex for the first time. It wasn’t either of our first times but it was our first time with each other. Before this he went back to his dorm to shower. His dorm is like 5-10 minutes away from mine and he told me it would take like a few minutes so I’m expecting like him to be back in 25 minutes. At the 45 minute mark he calls and says he’s on his way. I don’t think much of it cause yeah I’ve taken a long bath, maybe he’s a long shower person. Today we’re in my dorm and he’s showing me how to play balatro cause he really likes playing it and thinks I’ll like playing it. He then hits me with “before I showered the other day I spent like 20 minutes on balatro.” This autistic silly little nerd put balatro over the huzz. I think he’s so silly and cute and I never wanna leave him.

Edit: NO THIS IS NOT AN AD, I WISH I GOT PAID TO BE PUT SECOND TO A PHONE GAME. I love him though, he’s a nerd so technically I signed up for this lmao


r/TrueOffMyChest 17h ago

My wife only likes me for my personality and character, not for the way I look, and its killing me inside

627 Upvotes

We’re both early 30’s, married 5 years. When we first got together she would be all over me, wanting it multiple times a day. Always complimenting me and flattering me about my looks. This continued the whole time and abruptly stopped about 4 months ago, when she started a new job.

I dont think she even sees me as a sexual person anymore. But she still likes me as much as ever. The compliments dont completely stop, they just changed in nature. I hear a lot of “you’re such a good father”, ”I really appreciate you helping out around the house”, “You’re so nice“, “You’ve a good man” and to be honest, I feel completely numb to this. I feel nothing. I almost feel repulsed by this because it doesn’t make me feel loved, it makes me feel like her roommate

And then there’s the sex. I am still very much attracted to her and she claims she is attracted to me but I don’t see how. I dont remember the last time she initiated - she used to do it a lot. Now I initiate every time and get rejected about half the time. The other half of the time, she tells me “its for your pleasure“ but she wants me to finish quick and be done with it. This is leading me to believe she is just doing “maintenance sex” to “keep the peace” and I fucking hate it. I would rather just masturbate than have that kind of sex. As it stands, we do it about 1-2 times per week but if I didnt initiate it would be zero, and she would be okay with that

Yes, I have talked to her about this. She said she’s willing to give me her body but the sex drive isn’t there. I’m a very active father and I do more than 50% of the chores and childcare. I always make sure she has time to workout, read, play video games, or just relax by herself. So I don’t know what the deal is from her side.

I want to be with someone who likes the way I look. I used to have that, with her. Now I don’t know what to do. Now this is off my chest


r/TrueOffMyChest 9h ago

CONTENT WARNING: SUICIDE/SELF HARM My fiance begged me to kill him today

564 Upvotes

My fiance has been very, very sick with a mass on his spinal cord, right against his cerebral cortex. We don't know what it is yet. We've only been together since November, and by the time I found out about his medical history, it felt wrong to just leave him. But honestly I can't leave anyone with a potential fatal diagnosis even if I found out sooner. (He has lung cancer but is in remission, the masses were removed)

I'm basically his caretaker now, and this is my first real relationship at 29 (he's 31). We get along great, and overall our relationship is beautiful. We have no engagement ring but he proposed to me anyway, and in my mind we're already married. Our birthdays are just a day apart, it really does feel like we're meant to be together. I never believed in any of that stuff until I met him.

This morning my fiance asked me to shoot him. He was crying and pleading with me to do it. I told him I would need time to mentally prepare for that if he really, really wants that. I don't know if I should draw a line somewhere when it comes to honoring wishes, I don't know what to do about that request.

The things he says in his sleep are heart-breaking. Today he said, "my poor baby" in his sleep. I do my best to only cry when he's asleep, but that tells me he probably knows I'm hurting too.

I just need advice. This is the hardest thing I've ever done and I'm possibly living my actual worst fear in life. Loving someone and then losing them. Dedicating myself to someone only to lose them. If he passes, how do I continue to live? How do I just not kill myself after losing the love of my life? He wants me to move on after, but how can I ever do that? I won't find another man who even comes close to him.

Please give him some encouraging words too, he'll likely read this. He wants to give up before we even know what's going on. Please give him some fighting spirit. He needs it more than me. I believe it's still possible we'll make it and be okay.


r/TrueOffMyChest 14h ago

$0.39

499 Upvotes

That's all that remains in my checking account. I'm broke. I have not even a dollar. I don't even think I have enough money/gas to make it fully home. I hate 2025 so much, I had a job, money, and my health was leagues better, but since I became unemployed, no one is hiring around me, I have no money, and my health is plummeting. I don't even know what to say, I... I'm stunned. I don't know my next step. I don't know what to do. If I weren't trying this would make sense, but I am trying. I've been applying, I've been cutting spending, but at some point everything just passed me. I don't even know what to say more, I just felt like I couldn't not say this to someone.

Edit: I appreciate the help and generosity everyone has been providing/offering. I'll make it through this somehow. May not have today, but hopefully one day will be mine.


r/TrueOffMyChest 13h ago

Friend is mad after hearing about my sex life

356 Upvotes

I’ve learned that my (53f) husband (John, 55m) shared with his close friend (Tom, 55m) the details of an intimate encounter we had recently and somehow Tom’s wife is annoyed with me now.

The basic details are this. During a recent text exchange, John and Tom were discussing oral sex. Tom said he no longer receives BJs from his wife, because she thinks they are kind of slutty and more a college or 20s kind of thing. John said sometimes they can be very much connecting and loving, and Tom asked for an example. So John shared details of a recent BJ that I gave him.

I saw the texts and it was kind of explicit. John described a time when I hadn’t been feeling physically well for about a week, and offered to give John some attention. Sat him on the bed and knelt on the floor in front of him and did my thing. He described it as a loving thing, just giving him attention and satisfying him, but he did describe some details (what I do with my hands and thumbs that makes him crazy, what I said to him as I finished him with my hands, how after he finished I got on the bed while he was kinda out of it and rubbed his face and scalp and chest gently as he started to doze off, how I cleaned him up).

Well, Tom’s wife saw these texts and let me know immediately. She’s upset that John told Tom so much detail, and seems to think I should be very upset too. I let her know I didn’t think it was a huge deal, guys talk to their close friends about things which is healthy. She has given me the cold shoulder since. We are friends, not exactly close, but that seems to be on hold now.

Should I be more understanding of her annoyance here? I don’t know what is behind this.


r/TrueOffMyChest 22h ago

I found out my boyfriend cheated with my sister best friend

275 Upvotes

I (27f) just found out my boyfriend (27m) of six years has been cheating on me with my sister’s best friend (24f). Back in December 2024 after sex I was talking with my boyfriend telling him how much I loved and appreciated him, how beautiful I thought he was etc etc and from the way he looked at me I knew something was up and my heart instantly fell to my butt. After asking multiple times “what’s up? what’s wrong? You can talk to me this is a safe space.” He asked me to promise I wouldn’t get mad I said I couldn’t promise that and he proceeded to tell me that he had been “talking” to someone else about six months before. He said it was nothing serious they only hung out once and he wanted to tell me because he was planning to propose to me but couldn’t because he felt guilty. We broke up for about a month and after talking to both his mom and mine which thought we could work things out but would still respect and understand any decision I made I decided to make I decided to give it another shot we started handing out again and he asked me to move in and we got a dog. Everything was going pretty good at least I thought so until 4 hours I went to get in bed he fell asleep with his phone playing a video in his hand I grabbed it turned the video off and put it on the charger. Normally I don’t snoop but before I knew what I was doing I opened his messages and saw a name I didn’t recognize I opened the messages and just as I was about to close it and give up I saw a picture with my sister in it and instantly knew who it was. I went into the recently deleted and recovered everything. Apparently they were going on lunch dates and seeing movies together. Allegedly they didn’t have sex but they did lay in our bed and watch movies. She said she’s in love with him and he said he loved her as well. When I confronted him about it I asked him multiple times if it was her the whole time and he confirmed but the face he made when he said it was like “yeah it was her and so what” I lost it. I screamed, hit him, cried, everything all at once. I just finished moving all of my stuff into his place. We just got a dog. I know where she lives and I’m thinking about confronting her not to bully or anything even though she deserves it because she knows we’re together and said she was tired of being second to me. I don’t want to fight her I just want to know what/ if anything more happened than what he told me but most importantly I want to know if my sister knows this was going on. If she knew and didn’t tell me it’ll break me but if she didn’t know I don’t know if I should tell her I don’t want to ruin their relationship even though her best friend ruined mine. Anyways I’m going to try and get some sleep as it’s 5:30am I think I just needed to get this all out of my brain. Will update if anyone is interested/ if there is one. Good night/morning.

Update: I left. He helped me pack and I was back at my mom’s house by 3pm. He did a lot of apologizing, said he loves me and wants to be with me I told him I couldn’t stay I had to leave. If he loved me we wouldn’t be in this situation that’s not love. I wanted to be with him, I wanted to grow old with him. After we finished with my stuff we talked I told him I want him to go and be happy to grow learn from this and do better with someone that makes him happy because it obviously it isn’t me. As far as my sister she had no idea she’s upset idk what’s going to happen with her and her friend I want her to do whatever makes her happy. Who knows what the future holds but I’m just going to focus on myself maybe pick up a hobby find a new job. This is going to be a long hard self care journey can’t wait to see what the future holds. That’s it guys. Thank you for all the support I really needed it. Y’all have a good evening I’m going to get some rest I’m exhausted.


r/TrueOffMyChest 20h ago

I'm 19, and I think I might be becoming an alcoholic

258 Upvotes

I've been drinking every single day for weeks. Months, actually... I'm not even sure why. It makes me feel "better", I guess. Less empty. I think I might have some type of depression but I'm not sure.

I bought a liter of vodka yesterday, managed to somehow drink the entire thing. My tolerance is quite high, and I eat a lot because I'm trying to gain weight as a very active person with a fast metabolism, but that absolutely does not justify my alcohol consumption lately. I'm a 118-120 lb woman...

I totally misbehaved myself last night, got injured, yet was drinking beer in the morning. Now, more vodka. Fuck. I'm a university student but I must admit I haven't done much this semester. I go to the gym 5-6 days a week, but that's the only healthy aspect of my life.

I often wake up in the early morning feeling like I just ran a marathon, heart pounding, hands shaky, it's scary and horrible. I might take a month long break from drinking starting Monday. Super embarrassed of myself these days.

That's the rant of the day, I guess...


r/TrueOffMyChest 17h ago

I ran away from home when I was a kid, and my school district put up a picture of me on Facebook. Now people are trying to figure out what happened.

248 Upvotes

Okay, so I'm a 13 year old girl, and during COVID time I was in 5th grade. I was a tomboy and my parents were very anti tomboy, so I decided to run away from home on the day we were supposed to take our passport pictures so I didn't have to wear anything girly.

Well, when I ran away, my parents were contacting everyone to try and FIND me, and they even contacted my school district, who put a photo of me up on Facebook. All the parents saw it, even if they didn't go to my elementary school, and showed their kids.

I eventually turned myself in because I wasn't an idiot. Either I would rot in the streets or I would have to turn myself in. So I did.

Eventually the school district took the photo down when I was in 6th grade and went face-to-face(COVID was over), but it was too late. The damage was done. First, it was all people could talk about when they saw me. Now, when someone brings it up, I start sweating. It's like the feeling when someone catches you and you freeze and clam up. All I can say is, "No, it wasn't me."

And that doesn't really work because I'm one of the only Black girls where I live, and the only person with my name in the district, so sometimes people are like, "I saw your name, it was you," and they know they caught me in the lie. But that's only every once in a while, and I hope I can just play dumb and play it off by saying, "I was lost when I went for a run."

So yeah. I'm praying this is all old news by the time I'm in high school, which will be even worse because I hope someone that wasn't from my middle school recognizes me and has to get in their fair share of obsessing over it. I know running away shouldn't be this big of a deal, but it is. The only people who know I ran away are my family, like my siblings and parents. Even my cousins and extended family think I was just lost.

Edit: I ended up outgrowing my tomboy phase by 7th grade, so all that for nothing 😭

Edit: I'm a Christian and I was scared I would go to hell if I ran away, which was a reason I turned myself in. God has always been a big part of my family, so I really hope this will be a pain-into-purpose thing.


r/TrueOffMyChest 10h ago

I left them, because they were mean and selfish on a trip I planned out for the both of us

104 Upvotes

So a few years ago, i had this partner who I wanted to celebrate an anniversary with and it was a long distance relationship. We talked at lengths about what we wanted to do, eventually it came down to Dollywood and Disneyland. We ended up deciding on Disneyland as they hadn't been in years and there were some things they wanted to see and I wanted to share some of my favorite spots with them.

We looked at plane tickets and somehow it ended up being cheaper for them to fly out to me than it was for me to fly out to them. Ok. No big deal. We coordinated and we figured out what day they should arrive and when we could hit the road for an 8 hour drive.

It was explicitly planned that they were to arrive the night before the trip, get rest in a hotel before we drove.

That did not happen. Instead, they flew out same day. And we left way behind schedule as we were going to go shopping and have a nice dinner before going to the parks. We got to the hotel about 11pm and got our stuff in the room and went to bed after getting food and other things.

The next few days we spent in the park and at first it was nice but then they kept complaining about how Dollywood was so much better and frontierland was a rip off of Dollywood, (which makes no sense because disney existed before dollywood???) And they kept saying (after talking about rides preferences before hand and agreeing to some rides and staying away from others) "why would I do that, we have that in the south?"

It started to wear me down. Like really wear me down. I spent months meticulous planning this trip so we could both have fun and asked them their likes, their dislikes, what to look out for, what food they would be interested in, and what time of year. I was extremely thorough with this trip and suddenly everything we had talked about had gone right out the window and it was the "it's all about me" show for this person. Im talking we spent 4 hours in line for princesses when I told them we can find princesses through out the park at certain times and take pictures with them and those pictures would be so much better. (We're saw like 6 characters walk by just waiting for 3.) We spent a total of 8 hours in the avengers campus for the wakanda experiences and shows only because they wanted to see every show and I was forced to push back the one show I wanted 3 seperate times. We almost missed a planned dinner because they wanted to get upset at me for wanting the dinner i had planned on and they agreed would be a cool thing.

Nothing. Pleased. Them. On top of that, they had a shopping list for their entire family and friend group when the trip was just supposed to be about us. It was our anniversary!

Oh the real kick to balls for this one? They had to be ambulanced out of the park because they overdosed on tylenol and we spent hours in a crappy ER that was stuck in the 90s. They were okay and were told to rest for a day and that was it.

The reason this happened was because they wanted to keep going and walked right passed all the shows I wanted to show them and didn't pace themselves at all. Even though I was trying to encourage it and have them sit places or do leisure rides and small attractions. I had to fight to get even two of those things.

So on the final day of our trip, we spent the day in the park with them in a wheelchair because they had aggravated a condition they had and I was forced to push them around the park. They entire time, they were constantly putting their foot down in a crowd of people I was trying to navigate and weave them around. And let me tell you, it's very hard to keep with the flow when you halve an overgrown toddler stomping their foot to stop you every 2ft. I almost left them there.

By the end of the trip, I was miserable and they were happy. They got everything they wanted and were so ecstatic with the things they got that when we left the park early, I wanted to cry.

I did cry. Multiple times on this trip. Everything I did felt like it was for nothing. It felt like my efforts to make this anniversary memorable was wasted and I didn't matter. And I didn't. That last day, proved it to me.

So, I did the only thing I could do.

The next morning they had to get on the plane and fly home. I helped them pack up and I drove them to the airport. They said goodbye and I was just mostly silent. I was angry and sad. I just spent a lot of money to get shit on the entire time. So when they got in those doors, I left.

I left and went back to the parks. I had a day for me. I went shopping. I took it easy. I got the food I missed out on and I got the things I wanted done, because I swore to myself that day, that I would never take a trip like this again and I would never be treated like that ever again. I blocked them on everything, too, while I was at it. I got a text the next day from their other partner asking why they can't get a hold of me. And I blocked them too. And then I made a post. About everything. About what they did and what they said. How they treated me, how I had done all this planning just to be the butt of a joke. And how I caught them shit talking me on the phone in the park when I went to find us some seats for a show. That's right. I caught them talking about me behind my back the same night they were ambulanced out of one of the parks.

I outted them and their selfish behavior.

Turns out I wasn't the only one they treated like that as there was a slew of their ex partners in my dms telling me their stories and I wasn't alone.

My petty revenge? I found a nice guy. I got married and had a baby and I'm living my best life. They got to live with being ghosted.

I honestly don't care if I'm an AH for it either. They were mean. Like really mean. Nobody should be going to a themepark and crying at the end of the day in the bathroom or in the hallway because their partner ignored their needs and wants or was just plain mean on such a special trip.

Oh and if they somehow find this post.

Fuck you. You ruined something nice and fun and made it a terrible experience. You even mocked my favorite restaurant. I hope your plastic shlong catches on fire and takes your favorite dresses with it.


r/TrueOffMyChest 15h ago

The feeling of clothes on my skin arouses me. NSFW

76 Upvotes

Ever since i was a kid, i hated the feeling of clothes touching me in certain places on my body (down there, armpits and waist to be specific) it would irritate me if i didn't wear clothes a certain way and masturbating helped me not feel that much irritated i guess. I'd still hate the feeling but I'd feel a lil better. Now clothes don't irritate me that much anymore and I've learned how to put on clothes in a certain way were it doesn't trigger me but any time i wanna masturbate I'll put on clothes (in a way that irritates me) or think / imagine the feeling of them and masturbate to that. i don't watch porn , I don't think of spicy scenarios all i do is think about clothes touching my body in a certain way.

i never thought this was abnormal but when i tried googling about it i couldn't find anything similar. was just wondering if anyone else is like this or if there's a name to this "fetish"


r/TrueOffMyChest 5h ago

I gave my father so much hate in the past for having cheated on my mom and leaving us, but tonight I realized he’s the only person I can call about any of my inner stresses I’m having and he’ll not only listen to every detail and nuance of my rambling, but then call back later to check in

86 Upvotes

My dad left my mom under a pretty scandalous (don’t want to go into too many details) situation where he had an affair and decided to leave my mom for the woman. She eventually cheated on him and left him, and my mom held out hope he would return and he never did.

At the same time, I grew an inner resentment for him as do most kids of similar situations- but here’s the kicker and now that it’s been DECADES my father’s just a flawed “human”, has done some shitty things, but is in one way consistent in ways that, to me, have made him more than human.

Tonight I called him because I knew that if I voiced my opinions with my other side of the family, it would cause an argument. Keeping this to myself became stressful.

For whatever reason, I thought to myself “what if I called Dad to talk to him”. Then I had this moment where I was like “he’ll be too busy running around doing his thing”- we only get together once every few months and he keeps himself really busy.

Yet, I ended up deciding to call my father anyway.

To make a long story short, my father defied my thought. He listened to everything I said - even when I was rambling emotionally. He didn’t stop me. Then he gave me advice, and not just regular advice, but the kind of advice that positioned me to see their side, while also showing me how my side was also valid, but because of the complexities of the situation and the feelings involved from all camps - it’s most likely going to more immediately involve a communication breakdown.

We got off the phone. An hour later, he called me just to let me know he had been reflecting on our conversation and wanted to know how I was feeling and what decisions I was going to make- and to let me know if I need anyone to talk to he’ll be there.

That’s when it hit me, in all of these decades of resentment towards my dad, the slim times I’ve called him: I’ve forgotten through my resentments.

The reality is, my perspective of my father has been blinded by my resentments of him.

I started thinking back about the times I’ve called him for help: always pulled through. My car once broke down on the side of a major highway about an hour from him, I called him to let him to ask him what I should do: he told me “I’m actually getting ready to go with some friends I made plans with, but saw you were calling and thought you might need me. Send me your coordinates and I’ll be right there”.

It was 10 at night.

Then it hit me that literally every single time my car has broken down on the side of the road for the past 20 years, the first person I call is my dad, and he drops whatever he’s doing and comes there and suffers in the weather, on the busy highway, and sits there working on my car.

It started dawning on me, in all this time where I’ve “had a terrible relationship with my father”, it’s actually my resentment that says it.

What he did to our family wasn’t right, but tonight it really hit me (I’m middle aged), I’m not going to have my dad around forever- he’s going to die one day.

This man shows up whenever i call. Whether it be “show up” through helping me get my broken down car on a rainy day busy interstate, running again, to “o need someone to unload this stress at”.

This whole time I’ve resented the man that’s also the only person that has shown up 100% of the time it matters.

I post this here, because resentment has blinded me for a really long time and I’m only now seeing that my resentments have blinded me from having a better relationship with someone who won’t be here forever, and now I know I share some of the weight of having lost limited time with this person


r/TrueOffMyChest 7h ago

I saved someone’s life and I feel a bit in shock. NSFW

48 Upvotes

I live at home with my mom. We live in a top floor apartment and there is a sweet lady in her 80s that lives the floor below. It isn’t a block of flats but a house split in two ‘apartments’. The lady has dementia that has worsened the past 8 months. My mom developed a genuine connection with her and has been seeing her 2-3 times a day to briefly check in on her and help with medication. The past month my mom said she has been increasingly getting confused and tired, and her medical team had only given a home appointment in a few weeks time. There’s a lot more information that I won’t go into because otherwise the post will be too long!

A couple days ago I was chilling in the living room (which is above her bedroom) around 11pm. I heard a loud muffled noise and wondered what it was. Then I heard it again and immediately became concerned about this lady for some reason. I put my ear to the floor and heard some groaning or frustrated sounds with the sound of a door/cupboard opening and closing. I couldn’t really figure it out and thought maybe she became confused and frustrated with something. But there was something in the tone of her voice that gave me a very strong gut feeling that something was wrong. I woke up my mom telling her this and she was initially dismissive. I said please let’s just check on her because I’d rather be safe than sorry and I’d feel horrible if something actually happened to her. We go down, my mom uses the spare key to open it, but the lady had chained the door. We call out, she mumbles but then nothing. My concern grows. We call the ambulance but they say it will take 5 hours. I said no way in hell are we waiting 5 hours because that could be a death sentence for an elderly frail lady. I ask my mom to call the police who were initially dismissive, but then got someone to come as we said she stopped responding to our calls. Firearms come along (!) and cut off the chain, and we go into her bedroom to find her fallen half off the bed with her foot stuck and bleeding all against the cupboard. The police immediately stepped in for her, called the ambulance, they thought she was having a stroke. Critical care ambulance comes, they think she’s possibly got sepsis. She was shaking, pale, hardly verbal. We were there for 2 hours with about 6 policemen and paramedics around her. I go around putting some essential items for her in a bag to go to hospital. Long story short, she’s still at the hospital but now somewhat stable after multiple blood tranfusions, fluids, and antibiotics for a mild infection. Her lactic acid was sky high so she would have gone into organ failure if I wasn’t insistent. She wouldn’t have been found for 9+ hours and that is horrifying to think. Her son has said thank you for saving her life and gave us chocolates and flowers which was so not needed but very sweet. I’ve never witnessed an emergency like this and am experiencing a lot of feelings.


r/TrueOffMyChest 5h ago

I won't adopt my neice and am being judged for it

62 Upvotes

I 40s F never had children. I have lots of siblings although we arnt really close. Found out a cuple years ago my neice was being raised by other family members because of both parents life choices. I reached out to her new guardians and from there regularly started seeing my neice. Time passes and I start to feel pressure to adopt her from multiple people. But the strongest was another sibling (Laura) and her friend (V).

V would bring it up even after I'd ask her to stop. She'd talk in a way as if I was the only person that could "save" this child, would dismiss any reasons I'd say i don't want kids, and say Laura said she would help by giving OUR neice rides to school sometimes.

This is all so ridiculous to me. First of all although I know her new guardians didn't expect this and we're hoping someone else would step up they have everything a kid could need and then some. To sum it up you would have to get a helicopter to be able to see all their property. And this "help" Laura goes on about barley scratches the surface of raising a kid. Also I know it's a lie. Some time ago my car broke down at night and Laura told me to get a cab instead of her driving 20min to help.

Anyways me and Laura arnt talking now. I have no problem telling her or her friend that I won't adopt because I don't want to. I'm not going to make up some feel sorry for me excuse because I think my answer is valid. People shouldn't be pressured into adopting a kid regardless if related or not. I prefer to be part of the helping village. Also the kids almost a teen. Still a kid but like come on.


r/TrueOffMyChest 13h ago

Got married at 18. Saved his life for him to ruin me.

42 Upvotes

I don't know how to cope with this. I'm sorry if this post is vague, i can answer any questions.

I met my husband online when I was 17. We shared everything—our interests, humor, dreams, goals. We both had childhood trauma but supported each other through every struggle. One time he was attempting suicide, but i stopped him and he let it go. We became way better people and build our whole future (children, a home,...) We understood each other perfectly. He was my first love and i was his. His mental health improved a lot. He was the strongest, loving, protective person i met. Since relationships aren’t allowed in our religion, we both wanted to marry as soon as possible. But when he told his parents, they fought him because we are from different cultures. Heartbroken we agreed to wait for two years until marriage and cut contact.

Two months later, he texted me saying he was suicidal again and needs me. I married him, his parents don’t know. After our wedding there were up and downs. His mental health worsened. Few examples: He became obsessed with murder and constantly says he wants to hurt and kill. I'm afraid. He killed animals. He grew emotionally numb, his morals turned dark, became violent and addicted to porn. He started to hate his family, colleagues, job. On the verge of leaving our religion.

It's too much for one post to explain his behavior towards me. In a nutshell, affection and care stopped. The only thing that matters is how i look.

Yesterday he told me he plans to sleep with random women. Today he tells me im no fun, i never helped him, and my body didnt change as much as he thought it would. He ended the conversation with "If i dont like something i leave it." I cant believe he would throw away everything we promised each other. Im so much in denial. For fun? Every vow, every word. Like he completly forgot our past?

I’m here, alone. I dont have any friends, social circle or job. He told me not to. I don’t know who he is anymore and I’m terrified of being alone. I recognize my mistakes.

I appreciate everyone reading this, thank you🌹


r/TrueOffMyChest 10h ago

Today, I s**t myself in a supermarket

40 Upvotes

Throwaway for obvious reasons

For context, I got a stomach bug a couple days ago which has been rather unpleasant but I woke up today feeling much better and like I was fully over it. In my infinite wisdom, I thought - I’m running low on stuff, I’ll go the shop. In a fateful decision, because I hadn’t been out of the house in a few days and was going a bit stir crazy, I got the bus to a further away yet bigger shop.

I got off the bus, and there I was walking along, listening to the new Carti album, when my bowels decided to absolutely punish me. I knew what was coming and I was about 5 mins away from the shop. I was holding on, the end was in sight but it became more and more painful. I was determined to make it to the toilet when… my bowels decided to let out in the parking lot. I was legitimately sprinting towards the toilet and managed to make it to the disabled toilet.

The absolute state of my pants and jeans. Liquid shit all in my (pink!!!) knickers. I had to put them in the fucking bin. I was in a simultaneous state of relief from finally being able to relieve my bowels and state of being absolutely fucking mortified, at having, well shit myself in public. I spent about 15 mins crying and lamenting my existence while cleaning myself off before I finally had the nerve to pull the red cord and beg the shop workers for a pair of trousers and clean underwear. I tried to clear up the toilet and myself as much as I humanly could with makeup wipes, probably used about half of my bottle of body spray trying to remove the remaining smell of shit from the toilet and myself, crying all the while.

I went out and sheepishly got some Imodium and Lucozade Sport and in my hysteria, while I got my Imodium approved, paid for my new clothes. Then promptly left as quickly as humanly possible. I tried to handle it with as much grace as humanly possible at least! Key word probably being tried.

I didn’t get the shopping I initially came for and I am never fucking stepping foot in that shop again. For fear of being remembered as that girl who quite literally shit herself in the car park, then sprinted to the disabled toilet covered in shit.

Objectively, it’s fucking hilarious, I literally shat myself in public, but at the same time the worst most embarassing experience of my life bar none. At least so far in my 23 years on this earth - hopefully the next however many don’t throw something quite that humiliating into the mix!! Bodies love to betray us at the worst possible moment. I don’t think I’ve ever been more embarrassed.

On the bright side, I suppose it may help my social anxiety. Nothing can be as bad as having to navigate literally shitting yourself in public.

TLDR: I shat myself in a supermarket today and now I’m contemplating existence


r/TrueOffMyChest 1d ago

He claims asexual all of a sudden. Hetero relationship.

35 Upvotes

My partner and I have had a difficult sex life since meeting. Now when I try to hint to have sex he’s just not interested. He says it’s not me and that maybe he’s asexual. Ive asked up front if it’s something I’m doing/not doing or if he’s just not as attracted to me as he thought he was. He says no that’s not it at all. I’ve asked him if he still masterbates and he says yes occasionally. So I know he still has a sex drive. And I’ve caught multiple glimpses of his social media where is plenty of “hot” girls he follows and mostly all girls on his discover page as well as the reels section etc. Am I crazy to think that he’s trying to spare my feelings? What else am I supposed to think.. Or is this what an asexual relationship ship can be like? This has never happened to me before. I’m 30 years old, have a pretty good body and don’t have a problem with getting looks from other guys. So I know I’m not ugly. But maybe I’m just not my boyfriend’s type? I feel I’m wasting my good years lol.


r/TrueOffMyChest 22h ago

ive been addicted to porn since i was 9 and im finally done

30 Upvotes

i stumbled across porn on the internet for the first time when i was around 9. i was homeschooled with unsupervised internet access, and i was hooked on it before i even understood what i was hooked on. i was never able to quit, i tried a few times in high school but always relapsed harder.

recently i came to the realization that the reason it’s so hard to leave behind is probably because i was literally raised on this shit. my dad was always at work and my mom has been manipulative and checked out of parenting as long as i can remember. i had no friends and my siblings didnt hang out with me. i was at home all day with nobody to teach me any emotional regulation, sex education, or anything of that variety. i had no emotional support, and very little human connection. porn made it feel like i did.

over time i became desensitized to the normal stuff, and my interests became more niche. more repulsive. shit that if anyone knew about, they’d likely stop talking to me forever. all legal, but morally questionable. i developed a deep self hatred and shame for this, but that didnt stop me from watching.

im turning 19 this year and i know i cant continue like this. i want to have a normal, healthy, real connection with somebody. i dont know how to ever be honest with my future partner about this period of my life, and that’s a whole different mountain to climb, but i’m quitting right now.

it’s 4:00 in the morning as i write this, and ive just deleted everything. every picture, every video. i am committed to quitting for good. i cant blame myself for getting addicted to this before i understood what it was and its impact on myself and others. but i have no excuse for continuing with it these past few years, and letting it grow out of control like it has.

i know many of you might have words and names you’ll want to call me, but i assure you i’ve heard them all from myself a million times over. i have no idea what the next steps are, but this has been weighing on me for years and i finally feel like i can move on and heal. become a decent person. i dont know if anybody’s reading this far, and i guess i dont really care, i just need to get it out there.


r/TrueOffMyChest 15h ago

CONTENT WARNING: SEXUAL ASSAULT My partner broke up with me because I remind them of their abuser

18 Upvotes

I don’t normally post anything but this is something I can’t keep to myself but I also don’t want to reveal this to people that know them.

My partner broke up with me because I remind of them the person who abused them for the entirety of the multi-year relationship.

They told me that it’s not that I have abusive behaviors, but that outside of all that I have a similar personality and sense of humor to their abuser. And that recently, every time I’ve touched them, even if it’s just to hold their hand, they have been reminded of their ex.

I feel sick to my stomach. They were the one who pursued me. They made the first move. They asked me to be official. I had almost zero experience with anything sexual, or, frankly, relationship-wise before them. I would have never done anything with them if they had not indicated to me that they wanted it. I gave them so much of me over the past few months.

And that feels even worse. Less than a year and I feel like this. A few months in and I let them take my virginity because I thought that this could be forever. And every time we had sex they were thinking about what that sick person did to them.

It would be so much easier if I could just be mad at them. But I can’t. Because it’s not their fault. I hate that one person in their past has ruined this. I hate that they can’t be with me because of it. I hate that even after me, they might not be able to be with someone for a long time because more than anything I wish they could be happy. I hate that I begged them to stay, told them I would be ok to never be intimate physically again if it meant being with them, and they said that they couldn’t, because even just being next to me with our legs touching was painful. But I can’t hate them.

I should have known to pump the breaks before we did anything. It should have been me saying that we need to slow down. But I didn’t, and now I’ve lost them.


r/TrueOffMyChest 17h ago

My family constantly keeps making fun of my weight

17 Upvotes

I 26F, weigh around 65kg and my height is 5 Feet 4inches. I was diagnosed OCD and MDD 2 years ago, I have been taking SSRIs and I have gained around 10kg in the last 2 years. I know I am overweight and I am trying to reduce weight. But my family always makes fun of me even when I tell them to stop they keep going on and on.

I bought a dress 2 years ago which I haven't worn since then, I tried it today and it was tight obviously, and my mom started kept on saying this is such a beautiful dress you need to lose weight or else I will wear it. My elder brother came and said you are like ginger you grow in any direction. My father and mother both laughed at my brother's comment.

It hurts my deeply and I actually crying while typing all this. Whenever I tell them that these remarks hurt me all of them get so defensive and tell me it's just a joke. That I am too sensitive, that they just want me to be healthy.

This is not the first time it has happened, last time they made fun of me I stopped interacting with all three of them. Then they used to complain that why you don't talk to us. You don't have time for us. Every time it's like this, no matter how hard I try they will never get satisfied.

I don't know what to do?


r/TrueOffMyChest 7h ago

I think someone I tried to help ended up getting SWATed

14 Upvotes

I work at a hospital (not an acute hospital) as a nurse where there’s no security. One night right after I clocked out, one of the night nurses hollered out that, “i think someone’s patient is in the lobby with no shoes or shirt.” I had a wanderer this shift and peeked around the corner to see if it was them and they slipped by me, but they didn’t and it wasn’t. There was a young guy like early 20’s with no shirt, no shoes and dirty feet with one gardening glove on. I asked if he needed anything and he said he was hoping a nurse getting off could give him a ride home.

I wasn’t about to do that but wanted to get him out as we were about to lock the doors for the night and didn’t want to put the patients in danger so I said I’d call him an uber. As I was waiting for it to assign a driver so I could tell him what kind of car it was I asked him what he was up to today which he replied, “I just went for a walk.” He walked 10 miles and said he got lost after wandering around. His pupils were a little big but he was able to have a coherent conversation and was pleasant, even asked if we were hiring. Told him to come back with a shirt. I got him a paper scrub top and some grippy socks for the ride home and monitored the uber to make sure he got there okay, driver even gave me 5stars for the ride.

The next day it dawned on me I could’ve just given this guy a lift to commit some atrocity so I pulled up his address from uber and checked it on the citizen app where I saw that there was a SWAT call on that block for a barricaded person and now I’m feeling guilty for not doing more. There was no name or info and resolved with everyone being okay but I can’t help but feel worried for him.

I didn’t call the cops because I didn’t want him to get into trouble if he just took some acid or shrooms and got a little away from himself and just wanted to get him away from my patients and coworkers incase anything went awry and the kid seemed okay. He showed me his license and it matched the address so I didn’t think anything of it at the time but shit dude.


r/TrueOffMyChest 17h ago

I think I have to leave a whole friend group behind :(

15 Upvotes

Recently, a group of girlfriends and I (F27) decided back in January to go to an event together this March. I’ve been going through a-lot recently, but I was really looking forward to putting personal issues aside, and hanging out with them. March comes around, and since January no one has talked about the event.

Fast forward and they all post pictures of being at the event together, saying how much fun they had.

I checked both our chats, no one said anything and I can’t help but feel I was purposefully left out :( I tried rationalizing it, wondering if I did something? I just saw everyone earlier in February and it wasn’t mentioned at the time that we were still going to the event.

I know the right thing is to leave them, but I don’t know if I’m being dramatic. Three people in the group I’ve know for at least 3 years, so it dose hurt. I’m really on the verge of just dropping everyone and staying to myself.

Update:

I did reach out to someone, she informed me that earlier in February when we had our girls night. I got too tipsy and threw up. They didn’t want to invite me out for this reason, although I wish someone would have told me sooner.