“She Faked The Whole Pregnancy”: 45 People Share Dark Secrets They Know About Other People That Could Ruin Their Lives

I am aware that someone I know had a child who died. I do not know the circumstances, but I do know he spent time in prison because of it. It's not common knowledge, obviously.

Girl I sit next to every day at work has been in porn. Bang Bus, mainly, and some amateur style foot / sock fetish stuff. I've never let on that I know it's her, but it has been confirmed via tattoos that it is in fact her.

EDIT: Sorry guys. I'm not blowing up her spot. No links or names will be provided.

I don't know if he would cringe...but I discovered by accident that my friend in college is gay, and a furry. My computer crapped out on me, so I asked if I could use his to finish my project. Had to download some random audio sounds (it was a communications class). Downloaded, came across a ton of 'NOPE-grade' material in his downloaded folder. He doesn't know that I know, but it's not my place to 'out' him. If he wants to, he'll do it on his own. He's still a great guy and a great friend.

Have been doing household computer work for a family for a number of years... one summer while on break from school, I was helping the parents setup a wireless printer and wanted me to connect their daughter's (my age-- in college at the time) laptop. Opened it to find some pretty graphic Harry Potter sex stories.

My mom and stepdad came home from the bar exceptionally late one night, so late, I was already awake for the day. I heard them arguing somewhat less than quietly.

My mom got picked up by and had sex with another woman, against the direct behest of my stepdad, surprisingly.

One of my friends is a virgin and tells people that he's slept with "many girls". He has no clue that most of us all know.

I work at a fairly small company in the city. There's one particular coworker of mine, a fairly hot Asian woman. We recently found a video that was posted on a website of a sexual nature. In the video, she gets tied up and has a ball gag placed into her mouth.

I can't look her in the face without seeing a mental image of a ball gag.

We got a new girl at work couple months back, when she first started i could of sworn she looked familiar. So im sitting down at my computer late night picking out which porn to watch from some ones i have favorited and i realize that shes in one of them.

My friend found our mutual friend's younger brother in a few hardcore gay porn videos. She (our mutual friend) would absolutely die if she found out her little brother was doing that.

He's really young in them too, but actually looks like he's enjoying himself so more power to him?

(throwaway..)

The year was 1996, I was 16, got on IRC, and fell for a girl I met. A very convincing girl, who was very cagey about her identity, but swore me to secrecy that her name was "Tina Yothers" (no, but let's say it was). Yes, we got frisky online. She was supposedly from Montreal, but just happened not to be there whenever I visited.

I got suspicious, and she disappeared for the most part. I was crushed, all the same. She would email from time to time with updates on her life, and sometimes pop up on IRC, and we'd still talk. I moved on. This continued until 2010.

.. except I didn't buy it. In 2000 I found out about the SMTP EXPN command, which basically made her ISP's mail server spew out the name associated with the email address, and it was nothing like what she had told me. It was a guy's name - let's say "Joe Stamos". she said it was her dad's accountant, and he handled all the billing. I was still suspicious, but it wasn't enough proof. The email address was very unique - all references to the username part were either a female born in 1980, or a guy with this guy's name. Both would use the same weird punctuation and smilies.

In 2006, she sent me a photo of her and her family. In the EXIF data was a hidden tag, mentioning two names - let's say "Michelle/Tom".

In 2009, I google'd the guy's name from the EXPN earlier, and found an obituary listing him as a son-in-law, along with all his wife's family.

Through 2010, I tracked them all down through facebook and other sources, and all of their children, and grandchildren. I built up a family tree for the entire family, including blanks where I had found references to children, but no records of names. I also found an article written on a fantasy basketball forum, in the style of a newspaper article, with "Joe Stamos" as the username, and "Tina McYothers" as the byline on the fake article.

Then a month or so ago two of the family members on facebook became friends with someone named "Michelle", and I'll be damned if it wasn't the same girl I'd got photos of all those years ago. After 13 years of searching, I'd found our her real name, and it was the guy's niece.

There was lots of other correlations that fell into place after that - a photo she'd given of them outside a house, and street view confirms it was her parents place in Colorado, the "Michelle/Tom" in EXIF and she was married to a guy named Tom. I also found out that she had been on the Martha Stewart show a few times (if only I watched..), and featured in an episode of a Discovery Channel show. From that I matched to a photo I got years ago taken at the same angle, and they're dead on. I also found an account on photobucket, with the username of "jms" ("Joe M Stamos") with photos and her and him and the entire family from a Christmas party in 2007, I found a website with apologies from she and "Tom" for not being able to make another family member's wedding in 2009 too.

**tl;dr: I know a 68 year old guy who used to talk dirty with underage boys on IRC and pretend to be his niece, and I know her email address. I think the appropriate response to that if outed would be to kill yourself**

my male cousin who is engaged to a female f****d a male flight attendant on the plane to disneyworld.

My mother would probably freak out if she found out that I knew that she was pregnant with me before meeting (who I have known my whole life as) my father. I've been trying to figure out some way to ask her who my real father is, but keep coming up blank.

Edit: In hindsight, using the term real father was probably bad, I originally typed blood father, but it looked and sounded odd, using the term biological father never crossed my mind. I understand that my father that raised me is my real father, he passed away in 2008 from cancer.

Further clarification: First off, I'm 25. How I found out about this was in casual conversation with my older brother and his mom (dads ex wife). We got to talking about how my older brother was athletic and I was smart, how we are opposite ends of the spectrum from each other, and she made a comment in passing about how my mother was pregnant with me before she met my dad. My little sister and I look alike, nothing like our dad. Our little brother looks like our dad though. What confirmed it was shortly before he passed away, he confessed to my sister that we weren't his. She chalked it up to the drugs talking, when I found out about the confession two years later, my older brother and I got to talking and we pulled a copy of my birth certificate (him and his wife had custody of me when I was 15-18, another story entirely). The father section on my birth certificate was blank.

Now for asking my mother, that isn't really an option, my mom has been a liar and a conniver my whole life, it took me 10 years of investigating and showing her the proof to her face for her to confess that my grandfather (her father) was really her step father and not her biological father. She basically ditched the family 3 years ago to move to Indiana without telling anyone, and in my research, I found that her biological father lived in Indiana as well. So asking my mother without anything other than what has been said will prove futile. She'd rather tell 100 complex lies than one simple truth.

An ex-girlfriend of mine was a prostitute who would befriend other girls, give them nice clothes, then take them to bars and sell them. She'd tell them that the men "loved" her. It was really odd because her family was very rich, and her pimp never forced her into prostitution. He did slap her once when she got tired of doing a blow job after like 20 minutes (more than one guy).

I found out from a mutual friend who swore me to secrecy.

I found my friend's "chicks with d***s" magazine. He has no idea, so I drop about one joke per year just to freak him out a little.

Found a vibrator and lube in my dad's bedside table .... all I wanted was some goddamn Skittles that he always hides. Have told my best friend and that's it.

EDIT: And reddit now too. You're huge a******s, in the best way possible.

My friend took some pretty gross up-crotch shots of herself on her photobooth. I don't know if it was for something medical or something, because they sure as hell were not sexy.

Also, it was super awkward because I was on her computer and she was behind me, because we were looking for something on the computer together. I tried really hard to "not notice" the pictures and I kept trying to close the program without her seeing that I saw it. I was embarrassed for her.

Someone I know has no clue I know he goes to orgies, gets gay hook ups on craigslist, gets off on b********y porn....for a start.

If his ex-wife knew half the stuff I knew, she could easily get full custody of the kids and wreck his life. I keep my mouth shut because as hard as it is to believe, she's a worse parent and current mentally abuses the children, their happiest days are those away from her.

Each kid can't wait till they are of a legal age to ask the courts to move in full time with their dad - THEY DONT KNOW that dad doesn't want them full time, because he loves his sex life.

So you could say I am harboring two secrets from two people...no, one person and a 'group' of people (don't want to say how many kids involved)

It's a huge sad situation.

And that's the end of this throw away account.

Here's two:

Back in high school, a 15-year-old girl I knew named Maggie had a thing for her 17-year-old brother. One night she came to a party I was having and, as usual for Maggie (and everyone else, for that matter), got fairly wasted. While drunk she confessed that earlier in the day she had finally seduced her brother, and it was better than anything she could've imagined. Apparently the guy f****d her for 45 minutes straight (compared to the 2-minute average of most high school guys) and she came 7 or 8 times. Until then she had no idea tha any guy could last longer than a few minutes, or that a girl could come more than once. She was ecstatic; she'd finally scored with her brother, and it had been better than her wildest fantasy. She was quite eager for a rematch, too.

Fast-forward to the next day. Maggie sobers up after sleeping over and doesn't remember telling me and a couple of other friends about her escapades with her brother. We wisely decide not to mention to the conversation, as the embarrassment probably would've killed her. Still, we all know several different girls named Maggie, and whenever a Maggie pops up during a conversation it goes something like this: "Which Maggie? You mean the one that banged her brother?" followed by chuckling, because even after all this time we still find the incident insanely funny.

Next one: a friend (David) and I were living together during our college days. A third person (Andy) came over and we all decide that it's a good night to get very, very stoned. Out comes the bong and we spent about an hour seeing just how much weed we could inhale. Well, weed and mushrooms; we had a habit of mixing in a fair bit of shrooms just for shits and giggles. Temporarily sated, I settled down to watch TV, because f**k, even the commercials are amazing at this point, especially with the auditory hallucinations I always get from the shrooms.

After awhile I realized my roomie, David, and Andy have disappeared. Not sure how long it took for me to notice their absence. I decided to go looking for them, and more importantly, the bong they took with them.

I wandered out of the living room, down the hall, turned the corner and noticed David's bedroom door was cracked open. Without a thought I walked down the hall and stuck my head in...to find David balls deep in Andy's a*s. My stoned brain doesn't really comprehend the scene at first and insists that we must be hallucinating, as we know that both of these friends are straight - god knows they've insisted on it enough times. Stoned brain says the shrooms have stepped it up from auditory to visual hallucinations, which would've been cool except that the subject matter is kinda disturbing. Stoned brain says that if we watch long enough the hallucination will dissolve and life will return to normal.

Only it doesn't. Both guys, being very stoned and canted away from the door, didn't notice me standing there. David is ramming his member into Andy's a*s, again and again, and both are grunting and groaning and obviously enjoying the a*s f*****g. This is a sight that me, an actual straight guy, could easily do without, and to make matters worse I discover what the word "santorum" means long before the internet came up with said word. S**t-and-lube-covered d**k, plunging into a*s again and again, stoned brain finally realizing that we aren't imagining things yet unable to formulate an escape plan or retreat before that disgusting image is burned into our retinas forever.

I finally managed to regain motor control and slipped back down the hallway as quietly as I could. Not that it mattered; they were so stoned and so into the a*s-f*****g nothing short of a kick to the head would've caught their attention. Still, the pot acted like indelible ink with respect to that incident, and every time I see either of these guys that image immediately pops to mind.

David and Any have no idea that I caught them in the act. Can't imagine what their wives would think if I ever said anything, especially since they still go do things together once every couple of weeks. What things, who the f**k knows, but so long as I don't have to get an up-close-and-personal view of it I'm happy with my ignorance.

Next door neighbors. He is physically abusive to his wife and kids (I've seen him hit her and the kids(multiple occasions over the last 7 years)). She has been cheating on him during their entire marriage. She is verbally abusive to the kids.

Party at a friend's house.

Friend A, we'll call him Tanner, gets shitfaced off of 4 beers because he's a lightweight.

Friend B, let's say... Tim, keeps his head about him at 8 beers and has a good time with everyone, keeps it classy, all is well.

This is Friend Bs house, and at the end of the night (2am because we're in high school at the time) we crash in his room which has bunk beds.

I pass out in top bunk. after I pass out Tim and Tanner pass out in bottom bunk. I wake up, smoke a cheeky cigarette, go home, all is well.

Find out from Tim later that he woke up at some point in the dark night with Tanner attempting to penetrate his a*****e like some sort of alley dog, saying "shut up f*g, you like it" while Tim is like "dude, what the f**k..." Then Tim wakes up a little later (he's unphased somehow) to Tanner sucking his d**k, to which again Tim says "dude.. f**k, what the f**k...?" to which Tanner replies, "shut up f*g".

I was best friends with both Tim and Tanner at the time. Tanner has never admitted to any of this happening when Tim has brought it up, but Tim has brought it up with me a few times. I know this about Tanner, who has been engaged once and now has a serious girlfriend, and I can never bring it up with him because it's so far in the past. But still, I want to say, "man... you bro-raped one of our best friends. dude... what the f**k...?"