#1

Met this guy at the beginning of college. Dated all through college. Anyways my boyfriend at the time (the son) became super controlling, manipulative and borderline a*****e, which all came to a head when his parents years long divorce was finalized.
Dumped the boyfriend, he moved out of state and the dad still lived close by. Stayed in contact with the dad and many other people from his family. Eventually the dad asked how my dating life was an I took it as an opportunity to complain about how I was having a hard time finding people who I had sexual chemistry with. Turned into a conversation about kinks and eventually (over a few months) the tension just kept building. To be blunt. We were both h***y, lonely and knew the other person was into the same things so we started a fwb type relationship. Helped that the dad was young and aged wonderfully.
Eventually it ended, on good terms. We both met other people. We both pushed the other to date other people. Find something long term and more fulfilling then cheep s*x.
From what I know no one knows, I never told and he didn’t either. We were just lonely, needed some s*x and wasn’t about to have casual s*x with randoms. Might as well be someone you know that will be happy for you once you find the right relationship. Ya it was slutty of me and maybe I’ll regret it in the future but at the time it was amazing s*x with a good looking person I trusted.
And and FYI the dad never hit on me while I dated the son. To my knowledge anyways.
#2

And hindsight is 20-20 because the s*x was fun but the entire time i'm thinking "this is my friend's dad he has literally driven me to school before". Just left an overall odd feeling.
My friend doesn't know and it's going to stay that way because we don't really talk whatsoever now and it'd be weird to just pop up like "your dad jackhammered my prostate and it was kinda weird".
#3

You’ve probably heard the saying, “Friends are the family you choose for yourself.” And honestly, it makes sense: they’re the ones who show up with snacks when you’re heartbroken, hype you up before big moments, and laugh at your worst jokes just to make you feel seen. Good friends make life a little less chaotic and a whole lot more meaningful. They become your second family—not by blood, but by choice.
But let’s not pretend every friendship feels like a warm hug. Some friends are the emotional equivalent of a speed bump made of Legos. They discourage your dreams, roll their eyes when you share your goals, and somehow always make your good news about themselves. They’re the ones who disappear when you need support and magically reappear when they need something from you. If you’ve ever felt worse after talking to a “friend,” chances are, they’re not really one. And sometimes, the hardest part of adulting is realizing it’s time to walk away from the bad ones.
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#5

I had recently had my heart broken, shattered. I was with friends and their larty and honestly not really in the mood but drank some anyway. Was hitting on, essentially telling a friend he had a free pass. He chose the younger, skinnier, sluttier girl.
I was too drunk to drive home, as were many people. Including friend's dad. Arrangements worked out that we bunked together. Super drunk me is always handsy and down for s*x, and friend's dad figured it would be a good time.
For the record, I did not feel taken advantage of, he did not pressure me in any way, I initiated everything, he stopped and asked multiple times if I was sure/ok/wanted to continue. He was very respectful and it was not a bad experience in any way.
Next morning he and I were the first to wake, I started cleaning my friends' house. Eventually everyone woke up, we went out for breakfast, friend's dad picked up the tab. We all hung out the next day and I helped finish cleaning the house. We all said goodbye to friend's dad as he was just in town visiting. We all continued on with life. Saw him one more time at friends wedding.
Hung out with others who were at the oarty and also talked with friend's dad. One person knew we slept together because friends dad told him, one knew because I told him. It wasn't ever made a big deal.
#6

And while it’s tough to know someone’s true nature right off the bat, there are a few red flags that quietly wave from the start. One major one? You can’t be yourself around them. If you’re constantly walking on eggshells or shrinking parts of yourself to keep them comfortable, that’s a problem.
Maybe they roll their eyes when you gush about sports or scoff when you dance like nobody’s watching. These kinds of “friends” don’t just dim your sparkle, they slowly steal the joy from things you love. And honestly, who needs that kind of energy?
#7

My mum and dad were already getting divorced and sleeping in separate rooms back then, so there was no doubt they will ever get back to normalcy in terms of their relationship.
After most people left (and I was drunking my way around talking about Canada with another friend), my (now former) best friend and my dad made sure my mum went to bed and carried on drinking together.
All I remember after is me trying to figure out where the hell my friend was in the morning as the guest room was empty. It took so much fighting denial to realize she had been sleeping with my dad all night... Mum was destroyed, so was I, they both denied it and said they « just talked ».
I still cannot believe this happened but with retrospective my dad has been such a c**p dad to his kids and wife and that friend has not been nice to me either.
EDIT: wow, I did not expect this story to go that far! Thank you for the awards and the heartwarming comments. First time sharing something that personal so publicly but I am glad I did!
#8

I go downstairs, this kid is passed out from drinking all night and ripping bongs. Useless. I tell his dad I have tools to grab from the storage unit (its a family storage unit).
Let me break in here and say I'm gay, this father knows I'm gay, he's also very religious.
So he's gives me the key to the unit and whispers "ill meet you there" and I was like ok. Whatever.
I drive to the storage unit, grab my tools and see him pull in. Were talking and talking and he get onto the topic how he has always wanted to try new things.....ummmm. he closes the storage unit door while we are both inside and im like accepting my fate here. Hes telling me how he's always wanted to be f****d but has been afraid to come out about it and simply asked, "are you able to help me with that?"
I was flabbergasted. BUT this guy is.....so hot. I have had fantasies about this i swear to God and its literally happening. I said sure and we went at it.
We wrapped up, he said thank you and I havnt talked to him since. Soooooo weird. But it was a legit dream come true
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#9

She still has a strained relationship with her mom to this day, we are 25 now so this happened almost 10 years ago. I don’t think you can ever get over that kind of betrayal by your own mother..... I believe she still has a good relationship with her (now ex) step dad though.
Her mom is now dating a man her age, but she will always be a predator in my eyes that seduces her daughter’s boyfriend. So gross.
Then there are the ultra-competitive ones who treat friendship like a never-ending contest. Got a promotion? They suddenly have bigger career news. Shared your new hobby? Oh, they’ve already mastered it. These folks don’t clap for your wins, they try to outshine them. It’s not about growing together, it’s about staying one step ahead of you. And let’s be honest, it’s exhausting. Friendships should feel safe and supportive, not like you’re constantly in a talent show audition. If your success makes them insecure, it’s worth asking: are they really your friend?
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#11

I’ve changed for the better since, but it’s my biggest regret to date. I’m sorry Mel.
#12

Some friends seem to exist just to bring you down, not lift you up. And no, we’re not talking about helpful, constructive feedback, the kind that helps you grow. We mean the ones who find fault in literally everything you do, just for the sake of it. You suggest a new restaurant, and if the food’s not great?
Suddenly, it’s all your fault. Try a new outfit? They’ll raise an eyebrow before you’ve even walked out the door. These folks don’t offer insights, they dish out judgment. Their words don’t guide you, they gut-punch your confidence. That’s not friendship, it’s emotional sabotage.
#13

Edit...
Wow everyone, I appreciate the sympathy. Let me just tell you a little more so you don’t worry about me.
Was I groomed, maybe looking back, I was. But I was certainly no virgin. The reason I feel ashamed of it is because it was my friend’s mom. I could have had her anytime and she offered pretty often. So one night (I decided) to take her up on it.
This doesn’t affect me today, probably never did an any deep way, except feeling like c**p because it was a betrayal of my friend.
But as an adult, I find her decisions disgusting. And as an adult, I realize that my 18 year old self didn’t know anything about life and rarely thought of anything beyond getting laid. I’m not hard on myself about it these days, but I was for several years.
#14

Eventually I told him what happened, but he said he was always doing that, which made me overthink everything about the both of them. Long story short, that relationship didn’t last very long after that confession. I just wanted out.
#15

Some friends treat hangouts like they’re directing a movie and you’re just an extra. They want to decide everything: where you go, who joins, what’s on the menu, and even how long you stay. Your opinions?
Apparently not part of the script. At first, it might seem like they’re just being “organized,” but over time, you realize it’s all about control. There’s no room for your preferences or spontaneity. It’s their way or no way. That’s not a friendship, it’s a one-person dictatorship with snacks.
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#18

Recently divorced mid 30s hot mom and a group of 18 yr olds. It wasnt me who did it.
Some friends don’t just spill the tea, they brew an entire pot daily and serve it piping hot with a side of drama. And we’re not talking about a little harmless chitchat. They gossip non-stop, badmouth people they just hugged, and treat rumors like collectibles. Being around them feels like you’re walking through a minefield of negativity. At some point, you have to ask: are they your friend, or just a full-time broadcaster of bad vibes?
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#20

Fast forward to the end of sixth form (end of high school for US readers) when we were all 18 and he was having a party at his massive house to celebrate. Most people were outside getting drunk in the garden but I'd had a bad few months (family stuff) so wasn't really feeling it.
I decided to go and chill inside for a bit and in the kitchen I found his mum just drinking wine and looking forlornly out the window. I asked if she was ok and she pretty much unloaded her issues! She was miserable, she hated his Dad, she'd settled down without having a life first, felt trapped because she couldn't afford to leave, loved her kids etc.
I opened up about my issues too with my family and it actually felt good to talk to a relative stranger about it. I now realise I should have been seeing a therapist.
Anyway one thing led to another and she started making out with me. I didn't stop her. She then led me upstairs and the rest is history.
On the one hand, it was pretty awesome, she was smoking hot, I was pretty inexperienced, and she really knew how to communicate in the bedroom. On the other hand though, I knew I was betraying my friend (and f*****g up his parents' marriage) plus I could hear all my friends laughing and partying outside!
A few months later they got divorced and I understand she got a bit shafted in the deal because she'd cheated on him. I don't know if that was me or she did it with someone else too.
I am pretty ashamed about it but I also realise she was using me too. I was never under any illusion we had some special connection or anything but I can see she just wanted to f**k *someone* out of catharsis or frustration and maybe, subconsciously, to force the problems in the marriage into the daylight so she could finally get out.
TL;dr: Friend's mum was hot but miserable in her marriage. F****d 18yo me at a party to feel younger (and probably to sabotage her marriage).


