"I Fear It's Over": 58 Messy Secrets People Could Never Reveal To Their Closest Friends

I’m pregnant and aborting it even thought I’m in a long term relationship, we just can’t afford it and I know if I tell him it will devastate him.

I was treated for breast cancer, but it may have returned.

I'm 25 weeks pregnant and we haven't told our families yet. We live overseas and away from them. Initially the plan was to tell them after the first trimester but now I'm putting it off till a month away from my due date. In our culture family members are expected to have no boundaries.

I'm afraid if I tell them now, I'll be bombarded with unnecessary advice and unhelpful ideas. I can get easily anxious around them. I also don't want them to spend a lot on the upcoming baby, especially my side of the family who has a tendency to splurge on gifts and then hold unrealistic expectations and resort to emotional blackmail.

My partner and I are setting up a small support system in our city and I basically want a peaceful birth experience and good initial bonding with the baby.

My dad passed away a year and a half ago. He still crosses my mind every single day. I can still hear his voice when everything is quiet. When I was younger we got into a huge argument and we didn't talk for 10 years. Then a wreck that put me in the hospital was the start of our reconcile. Seven short years later and he suddenly has a heart attack. He was 59 years old.

Through all those years of us fighting and not talking I always thought things would just be easier if he was deceased.... And now he is.... And I just feel like I missed out on a huge chunk of time because of a dumb fight. And the things I thought were just terrible at the time, and I feel guilty about letting our silence last for so long.

And it is time that I will never get back. I just have to keep going through life now knowing that I voluntarily missed out on 10 years of my father's life. Because of me, he didn't meet his youngest grandson until he was 10 years old.

This guilt and thoughts kick my insomnia into over drive. In the last year and a half I haven't slept more that 3 hours a night, give or take.

My biggest secret is that I love eating burger even though everyone thinks im vegan.

That I won’t do chemo again.

I’ve racked up so much credit debt, like 70k worth, and I don’t know what to do. Every month I pay the minimum because that’s all i can afford but then I have no money left over so I have to use credit cards to get by… I’m stressing really bad.

Most of my friends have no idea that i’m wasting away from diabetes. They just ask why i don’t go out anymore.

My fiance got made redundant and I'm terrified.

Our mortgage and bills are well over half our current monthly takehome and it took him 10 months to find his current job (old job was underpaying him). His redundancy package means he has about a month and a half before he stops getting paid.

I know that's time. I know there's part time jobs he can pick up but it'll be so much harder on him when he's already depressed about his father passing away and that his friends stopped talking to him. I'm trying to be supportive but I'm so scared it'll end with me being the breadwinner, having side hustles and also doing all the house work cos he's too depressed about everything that's happened and him not being able to find a job.

So much of this night not happen but if it does I'll have to choose to love him and actively choose to stay.

Not really a secret but i feel so far behind in my life and like a genuine failure as a woman everyday. both my best friends are either pregnant/married/engaged while i’ve been in a very long term relationship with it’s ups and downs. i’ve stopped reaching out to initiate plans because i don’t want to feel worse about myself around them. ive retreated completely into myself and don’t know when or if ill come back.

Everyone tells me I'm crazy so I don't speak anymore now I hear "why don't you talk/call/text" because y'all call me crazy and I'm not dealing with it. It's easier to not talk than it is talking. It's the only thing keeping me alive.

I’m feeling resentful about my bf being unable to find a job since March. It’s not his fault, he’s applying. He’s just another poor individual who’s stuck in this bad job market. I make ok money but the prices of everything is making me explode. My stupid parents are so disconnected with reality saying “just find a new job”. I told them he can’t find one bc of this dumb administration. Asked them if their rich boomer friends had any openings at their companies. Crickets. Closer to going no contact with those traitors than anything.

I am unemployed and feel absolutely embarassed and ashamed of myself. Just got rejected again from a place I interviewed with and am also pursuing a creative hobby that is bringing no money in but is elevating me as a person. My parents are very worried and ashamed of me as well because of this financial instability I have and it is uncomfortable being in an environment like this because I feel like I have no impressive career to show relatives yk.

How I'm drowning with everything happening in my life right now and would have constant thoughts of just leaving.

Went on a stress leave for a few months over the spring, because I was burnt out beyond belief…went back to work recently and was fired the first day back. Didn’t feel comfortable telling my family about the leave, so telling them about being let go just is messy and I have to make a bunch of stuff up.

How truly mentally drained and exhausted I am. I keep going like I'm okay and rarely let the mask slip the tiniest bit but make it seem like thats the worst of it. We are broke af and the bills just keep coming i was a sahm but am working now and its still not enough, we have cut out so much from the budget idk what else we could cut. At home there's always something to be done/cleaned and one of us is always sick (2yrold in daycare). Its so stressful I just want to escape it all for a while.

I could be up for bunion surgery soon... But pending an MRI they may need to fuse both the ball of my foot and my ankle because it's so messed up.

I have been banking on bunion surgery to fix my foot and let me exercise to lose weight and help get me back to myself... Now I won't be able to dance and as per the doctor, my 'gait will be... different'.

*Edit: He said my foot was deformed. I mean I know, but yeah.

I am off my medications and haven't had electricity in 2 weeks. I'm struggling really hard and the only person who knows is my boyfriend, who is letting me stay with him. It's embarrassing.

My secret is that i feel mostly nothing emotionally. Im not saying this to be edgy i literally need to see a psychiatrist i feel really hollow inside and whenever i say this to someone they just walk away from my life.

I'm not in love with my partner anymore. Probably never was. We've been together for 13 years.