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Dirty Little Secrets is a place where people can anonymously share secrets that have been eating away at them for years. It’s simple. You submit a secret, we screen it for spam and needless profanity, and then it’s posted usually within a day or so. We think anonymously sharing a secret can become an important first step to eventually dumping the garbage that’s been swirling around in your head for too long.
I had sex when I was 13 with a guy who I thought was the love of my life. He promised me I would be his first but after we had sex I found out that he had sex with another girl just to get it over with. He would break up with me on a regular basis and it broke my heart. My mother finally had enough and forbid me to see or talk to him. I am now in an amazing relationship with another guy. I secretly wish I could see my ex and even wish to have sex with him again. I still love my ex but love the guy im with. I know all my ex will do is hurt me again, but i feel I can’t fully love my boyfriend until these feelings are gone.
I had an affair with a married man. It was off and on for several years. I was young & stupid and totally regret it. How do I get past the shame?
I wish that my partner didn’t have kids from another marriage.
Having come from a broken home, I didn’t want my children to grow up without their father, so we got married. I never loved him, and 10 years after the fact I am miserable. We have nothing on common, other than the kids, and I’m lonely. Now that he is sick I feel obligated to stay with him.
Sometimes I wonder if atheists are right…
I struggle with drinking. Everytime I’m doing really good, I blow it. I dont even know why because I hate the feeling drinking gives me!
I miss my father very much! Why did he have to die so young?
I am content with the things in my life but can’t seem to hold on to them on my own. I am married, 2 kids, job, car, roof over the head and food in the belly. I can’t seem to bring enough income into the family to keep these things without asking for help every couple of months. To top it off my wife barely works and that is a stress that only I fully understand, I struggle with not having effective verbal communication skills and perfer to hold things in untill I explode,usually going to far. ( NEVER phisical ) I would have to say that nobody on the planet fully understands me, how could they I don’t understand myself. I am full of good intent and would love to be in a position to do more wonderful things for everyone on the planet but I can’t seem to be able to have the faith in GOD that I need to keep my own life straight. I could go on forever about things that are waying on my mind but I guess my secret would be that I am almost stressed enough to run from everything good in my life and go mess my life up on my own instead of dragging everyone who loves me through the mud too.
I find myself resenting my children, a lot. I try to be a good father and I keep hoping that someday I’ll just click over to being a ‘kids person’ but so far it’s not happening. I do actually love them, but I hate the lifestyle of being a parent. I know that’s selfish but I just don’t think my personality is cut out for this. I really wish my wife hadn’t talked me into having kids.
After my divorce a few years ago, I have slept with several men both young and old. I feel ashamed of myself, but at the time I think I felt like I needed to be punshised again. I was molested as a child and raped 3 times as an adult. I had an abusevive marriage and I don’t know why I keep finding the same type of men. All I desire is a good man in my life. God help me !
None of my friends would ever guess that I am saying these things…
I find that I get jealous of others’ good fortunes so easily lately. I was always a happy person and would readily give praise for someone’s else’s goodnesses without bitterness or contempt in my heart. At the core, I am not content in my current circumstances. I feel guilty then because I know God is in Control and my jealousy in ruling over his goodness in a way. I know I should just drop the jealousy and see people’s good circumstances as just that and praise God for allowing me to even feel envy and jealousy and negativity and come to him complaining anyway.
I’ve been a Christian for a number of years and baptized also. I know I am covered by His blood. I know He has a plan and that anything other than is plan is not what I want. So how do I overcome this awful “green” place that I am in? How do I come to Him? How do I ask Him? How do I keep on believing that He will be Faithful to me too and not just every other person?
I hate being in this place. I hate it. I want to change. I want to love unconditionally and with this over my head, I cannot.
I am married to a very abusive man. Everyone likes him and would never believe me but I know the truth. Somedays I wish I were dead. It makes me hate myself so much. But there is no way out. Death is the only way but I am not sure that I am ready to die just yet. I still believe life can be good. Just not my life. What should I do?
I’m not a very nice person.
When I was a young man of 13 years old, I was sodomized on two occassions by two different men. One man was a Christian School teacher and the other was a Christian School principal (different school). Both of these men were convicted of child abuse; when that happened my mom asked me, “Did anything ever happen to you with either of these men?” My answer was, “No, nothing.”
I don’t think I have ever recovered from this abuse. I have a lot of hate, anger, and distrust in my heart and I know that it is wrong. I do want to please God, but….
Now I have an addiction of my own–pornography. I can’t seem to stop looking at internet porn though I know that this does not please God.
I just wish God would help me with the bitterness and anger over my past, and then help me clean up my current situation. I have a loving & supportive wife through this time and she is wonderful. I want to be a good father to my children. God is the answer, I just don’t know where to start.
I struggle with pornography. I always feel guilty because I know it is wrong, but sometimes I can’t seem to help myself. I am up all night sometimes and it’s impacting my health and work performance. Then I just get control of it, but I know it won’t last. Something will get to me and I will be back at it again. I hate that feeling, I hate the obsession and I want to be over it forever.
I watch the tv show called Obessed! I feel guilty and anxiety takes over my mind just as it does the patients in the show. Thier OCD makes mine worse. I get anxious! I’ve had it as long as I can remember. I need to count to a certain number and if I accidently go past that number, then I will have to count to a 100. I can count to 20 but I can’t go past 20 because my daughter is 25 and that’s too close. I can’t count past 40 because my husband is almost 50. It makes no sense but I can’t stop. It’s a recurring nightmare that never ends. I need to say a certain word in my head out loud until I feel comfortable that I’ve said it right for my satisfaction. I need to touch the light switch a certain way or I fear death will become me or my family if I don’t touch it just right. It’s a personal prinson that I’ve created for myself. I hate it.
I’m a compulsive liar. Sometimes it’s to win an argument or to make myself look better, but mostly it’s just because. I often lie about things that totally don’t matter, like where I ate dinner. I’ve been doing this as long as I can remember. I think I just hate people knowing real things about me. I feel like it’ll be used against me.
I used to love God. But then one day a voice spoke to me and told me he was Satan. He told me to live my life the way I want to, and to enjoy myself. I’ve stopped going to church, and have been so much more happy.
I was married for a dozen years. Cheated from day one, had 5+ long term affairs that overlapped and lasted the entire length of my marriage. All the while sleeping with every other woman along the way I possibly could. I abused drugs and alcohol daily in attempt to fill all of the emptiness in my life. Life had become a merry-go-round of bad behavior; trying to find a moment of real happiness. All of this while living the “american dream” on the outside-wife, children, great job, great house, big yard, white fence…you name it. Why couldn’t that have been “enough” for someone to be happy in their life? Isn’t that what young person’s goals are? Grow up, have a successful career, get married, have children, own a great house and a couple of cars? Then what? Waking up every morning was pure misery for many years.
Struggling for years to THINK of a way “out”, I have found that my life, in fact, isn’t all about thinking. Life, for me, is an action word-trusting in God’s will, facing fear and being truthful isn’t horrific as I once believed it might be. My dirty little secret? There is a way out of the sadness, lonliness and emptiness. We all know it…having/finding the courage to change is in fact harder than change itself. Have faith.
I would love to join a church, this church. The caring, community, and learning of it are all super appealing. But I can’t believe in god as hard as I try. That’s a lonely feeling.
I am holding on to a persistent sin, and I have transgressed against a brother. I am afraid that if I die, that my baptism alone won’t allow me into heaven.
I had gay anal and oral sex with a friend of mine when we were in second or third grade. I don’t think we had a clue what we were doing or what “sex” was at the time, we just knew we weren’t supposed to be naked together, and therein lied the appeal.
It’s haunted me since my childhood.
After about ten years, he came back into my life when he started attending my church as a teenager, but we’ve never mentioned anything about it to each other and never became close friends.
I’ve only ever told three people. My family doesn’t know.
Thing is, I KNOW I can’t possibly be alone and I wish I could talk about these things publicly without fearing ridicule, label or being ostracized. But the false piety of church-goer culture seems to keep real issues like this from getting discussed or resolved.
I hate my parents. I am in my early 20s, and i’ve never been able to get over the past. I fight with them all the time, and I get such rage that sometimes I just want to die. I struggle with depression so bad, and I hide it. I have anxiety attacks atleast 3-4 a week. Everyone thinks I’m happy and I use my goofy side as a mask. I love God, but sometimes I feel like in my past when I tried to commit suicide, that it was just luck that it didn’t work. I’m not sure why I even exist. I don’t feel like I make a difference, and I don’t like talking to people about it because I feel like they will just think I am complaining and being dramatic. But really, I’m scared out of my mind.
I married a man I don’t love. He is abusive and I don’t know how to get out of the marriage. I hate my life. I’m miserable and feel very alone.
I was taught how to masturbate at age 14 by an older man. I felt scared and awkward, but I let him show me. I have struggled with masturbation for 30+ years now and I want to stop. I have had several affairs with married women, and am currently obsessed…and I think “in love” with a married woman. Nothing has happened this time except me being open about my feelings towards her, and I don’t want it to..but I’m weak and needy. I’m wracked with guilt because I know it is wrong. I need to break it off completely like I have in the past but the emotional pain I know will come, makes it hard to do. I’m so tired of desiring sex so bad that I will do almost anything to get it…which is why I take the safer way and masturbate.
My alcoholism is getting worse by the day. no one knows. I have been drinking in secret for 3 years!!!! How do I stop? How dangerous is it to detox on your own? Is it even possible?
I love Christ but but I don’t feel His influence/power in my life. I seek it. Where is God when I struggle?
My adolescent has a hard time fitting in and making friends. He often complains that he feels bullied. What’s even more hurtful is that it’s just as bad at church as it is at school. It breaks your heart to see a child struggle and hurt so deeply and “Christian” leaders are not helping.
I sometimes drink too much and feel guilty.
I feel like I am living a lie –Sometimes I just wish the man who fathered my children and then decided he didn’t want to be with me, or be part of our family would just die. It would be so much easier than living with the heartache and feelings of abandonment. I do pray for him, and ask God to forgive me for my unloving thoughts towards him, but it is really hard, and I don’t always feel genuine love towards him. I encourage my children to maintain a relationship with him and then resent it because they do. I really just don’t feel ”okay” about the way my life turned out, yet I present myself to others as if I am doing just great, talk about grace and acceptance, but in my heart I am just plain heartbroken and mad.
I had an affair the night before my wedding and got pregnant. My husband thinks he is the father of the other guys child. I recently got connected to my child’s biological father through facebook and told him. Now he wants to meet his daughter. Don’t know what to do. I haven’t ever told my husband. Last night I posted we were at Rita’s and I thought I saw him and needed to leave right away. I am afraid that I might ruin my family living this lie.
I regret leaving my first spouse for my current spouse. I have never been more depressed and unhappy in my entire life. I only stick around because I need the health insurance and I’m afraid of being alone.
I struggle with caring. I never seem to have a true feeling of caring for others. I have and will do anything I can to help friends and family when in need ….. but I seem to not have a feeling of caring about them ….. what is wrong with me?
i’m afraid
When me and my gal pal were 12 we camped outside naked with and she touched me.
When I was 6 years old, me and the neighbor boy who was also 6 went inside the outside toilet, locked the door, and showed each other the difference between boys and girls.
I love my husband and am very attracted to him but, I have never had the big “O” with him…. He thinks that I do every time.
A few months ago, I attended a church service and the sermon was one that has me questioning, faith, hope, God, what christianity really is. In the sermon, the pastor stated God does not plan out your life, He does not plan your children. I have struggled with my faith since that sermon. I question if God is even real now. I sometimes start to think, Life is just a Karma thing. I hate feeling this way, and wish I could get some peace.
I had sex once with my cousin over 30 years ago.
I gave a child up for adoption during the time of closed adoptions. I have kept this secret from my children and my friends for many years. I pray that some day I will be able to have the courage to look for this child and share the truth with my children.
I was raped at 14. slept with well over 100 men, no condoms, never caught any diseases for some reason. Had a kid a year after high school, then had 2 abortions within 5 yrs after I had my kid. Everyone says they think about their abortions every day but I dont. Didnt feel guilty when I did it and never have, not a tear or a thought. I never think about either of them. I have no heart I guess. Slept with 3 married men. Dont feel bad about that either. Guilt means nothing anymore. Shame took its place and is almost done rotting every part of me. There is nothing left. Only reason I am alive is because of my kid. Wont kill myself but cannot wait till God takes me out, sometimes I pray for it even though i’m in my early 30′s. Dont bother talking to people anymore because I dont want their pity. I hate pitying myself even more because I feel pathetic. I believe in Jesus, the Bible and the Christian faith because I’m afraid not to. But I dont feel anything in my heart for any of it and never have my whole life. I get scared when I question that any of its even real which is almost every day …scared God will know and I will go to hell. I force myself to go to church and believe it all (Christianity) because of my fear of hell.
I am not gay, but have been with other men. I am not sure why, it never feels good. I think it’s just easier and less complicated sexual release
I cannot forgive my mother for leaving my sisters and I when we were little. She moved 3,000 miles away to start a new life only saw us once a year (or every other year). To be really honest, I don’t really want to forgive her at all. I’d rather she live with the guilt of hurting her children forever.
I cannot love my step-children because of the venom their mom has spread. I look at them and I see her and it makes me feel like I have to protect myself from them. I want to love them but I just can’t.
When I was little, I used to wish that my dad would die so I didn’t have to live with him and his abusive wife. Years later I found out that he put a gun to his head in an attempt at suicide because of all of the pain I had caused him by moving out. I know it sounds selfish but I couldn’t take the pain anymore. Even now, hundreds of miles away from him I am aware of the pain I have caused by not being in his life. But I can’t help but feel relief when I don’t have to deal with him and his troubles every day because it puts such a burden on my soul. At night when I lay in bed I continue to imagine how life would be if he just died. I think of how much easier it would be.
I had/have premarital sex with my boyfriend who I am deeply in love with. I know that we shouldn’t, but I love it and have no desire to stop. My only fear is that this will keep me out of Heaven.
My dad died when I was young and I was incredibly close to him. Throughout my life I sometimes would think it would have been better if my mom died instead of my dad because I wouldn’t have made all the mistakes I have made and I may not have endured all this heartache, pain, depression and anxiety during my teenage years if I had him instead. I feel so horrible thinking that because my mom has done so much for me and it makes me feel like I’m a bad person for even having that thought.
I feel terrible about myself. My son was experiencing some big problems in school and I was not supportive at all. I carry around my guilt and still, although it has been two years, feel so sad and that I am a terrible mother.
I am a 32 year old woman who feels unlovable. I haven’t had a date in 10 years. So I make myself feel good by watching porn and masturbating. I feel guilty afterwards, but I can’t stop…
I’m considering going outside the church to find my spouse because dating women in the church proves to be a huge headache.
I’ve been in love with the same girl for seven years. I tell people that the feeling has subsided over time, and I just see her as a friend now.
That couldn’t be farther from the truth.
I am 35 years old, recently married and but on the day of my wedding I had sex with my wife’s best friend, it was outside in the back of a shopping mall in the cover of a big tractor trailer, bad thing is I wanted more, well more is what I got, a few months later the friend, my wife and I had a threesome together and it was great but I was left with the feeling that God is going to severely punish me because of my devient sexual acts. Even more just last week I cheated on my wife again with the young girl around the corner(23). I really think I have a problem and just hope that the forgives me for al that I have done…
In high school, I stole a jacket from a girl who really had a lot less than I did. It was a fatgue army jacket, I wanted one, had money to buy it but elected stealing this one from her locker. This act of stealing has burdened my conscience even now; 42 years later. I have asked God to forgive me, and surely he has, but I will always know that I need to admit my crime to this person who had so little. I feel so guilty.
My biggest problem with Christianity, or maybe it’s with God, is that some of the things other people have said are thought to be dirty secrets. I have thought and prayed so much about why someone should feel wrong about being attracted to the same sex– I feel no control over who I am attracted to– and for doubting the goodness of God– it seems like what many rational people would do in hard times.
So my biggest secret is that I don’t feel guilty for things that may be sin.
I join online dating sites so I can get emails from guys complimenting my looks, so I can feel better about myself.
Decades ago, as a teenager, I stole money from a very kind person who let me stay in his home at a time when I was down on my luck. It was his rent money. I also left my infant son with my parents so that I could live a life of hippie freedom for an entire year. I’ve since changed my ways and have always been deeply ashamed, and tough I never located the man to repay him, I have helped others in an attempt to atone for it. I also exchanged sex for money once in that period & NEVER forgiven myself for that.
I am mentally abused on a daily basis. I don’t think there is a day that has passed in the last 5 years or so that I haven’t cried at least once during the day. I sometimes wonder how the abusers (yes, plural) would even get through the day without me around them to abuse. Brian’s sermon on Sunday was totally about me; I worry from the time I awake to the time I go to bed every night. I worry what more mental anguish can be put on me from all persons in my life. Thank you for this…I have never told anybody how a typical day in my life is lived.
I am a sex addict. I am 48. I have tried therapy. Prayer. And I just love sex. The “high” or feeling of gratification I achieve after making a woman climax is second to none. I am married; however, I have several lovers on always enjoy our sexual encounters because of how I satisfy them. I know it is wrong; but one of my best assetts is also my worse enemy. Oh well…just had to tell someone. I have kept this to myself for years and years. I simply adore women.
I used to work in porn. I struggle with love and selfworth. that was the only time in my life I felt desired and happy.
I had an affair a long time ago. No one who knows me well knows anything about it. That’s the best part and also the hardest part.
Sometimes I do things to escape the things I know, I always know better and I still fight it. God has been with me since I was very little, meaning I have always been aware of him and him working in my life and everything around me. I’ve always felt special in that regard. Even though I try way to often to run from the things I know I have to face and I do way too much kicking and screaming, God always sends me such amazing blessings and I am always aware that they are just that. I spend a lot of time wondering why.
No matter how much money I make this heartache never goes away. I wish I was ignorant and stupid. I wish I could just turn certain thoughts and memories off. I suffer because I let the pain stay with me. I don’t know how to let it go. The worst part is I know I have to.
Have two wonderful children from my first marriage, a year after birth of second I was rpegmnant again, knew my marriage was crumbling. Working two jobs, worhtless husband – he told me “do whatever yo think is right” when what I wanted was for him to say “don’t abort our child, I’ll become a real husband and make it work”. Ha. Had an abortion and think about my lost little girl nearly every day, though it has been over 15 years……………. I could have made it work even as a single mom. Someday I hope to meet her – and pray she and God will forgive me. Divorced and remarried to wodnerful man, but the guilt, pain, and sense of loss never goes away completely.
Raped on my first sexual experience. Lived with a sexually, emotionally, and verbally abusive person. Raped again a few years after that. Didn’t understand that sex against your will, no matter the degree of how unwilling, is rape.
Sodomized. Fantasized about same sex.
Go to the theater and pay only for one. Have no intention of stopping that. Involved with the Ouija board when I was 19.
I did not finish college and my family thinks I did.
I have had two abortions.
I had an affair with my current husband for over 20 yrs before we finally got married. I re-located, away from my kids, to be with him. Although everything started well, I now know that he is an alcoholic who treats me horribly when he drinks, but has no desire to change. He has told me that he hates 2 of my 3 kids and resents their intrusion on our life. We are now separated, most people don’t know any of this; I am doubtful that our marriage will survive. I guess the joke is on me. I truly want what God wants for my life now, but resent the attitude of most of my Christian friends that I am getting what I deserve.
I married my husband when I was 22. I never had a doubt in my mind that I was too young. I love him with all my heart–I always have and always will. He is the best husband and nobody could ever compare to him. I am now 29, and reflecting back over our lives together, we have accomplished so much for ourselves and our son. Our little family, with all the memories we have made, are very positive ones. On our wedding day, we vowed to be united as one flesh and live as God tells us in the Bible. We try our best everyday to raise our son in the best Christian home we can make. But one year ago, we were talking about our sex life and wanting to experiment. I felt as if I missed out on a wild sex life before I got married. I felt this way because my husband had crazy sexual experiences before we ever met. So, we found some random guy on the internet, got a hotel room, and I had sex with both of them at the same time. I feel as if it satisfied my curiosity, the memory will be with us forever, but I still feel guilty, knowing it was wrong when I did it. I feel like a fake Christian and a liar to God. But the world tells me it’s o.k. because my husband wanted to do, we were 2 consenting adults. That’s a bunch of crap! I just pray that God forgives us for being so full of lust and giving in to Satan himself.
I am fixated with knowledge for it is power
i am an alcoholic.
I was raped when I was 5 by a teenage boy that lived in the complex. My mother didn’t believe me so I didn’t bother telling anyone else. Ever since then I was scared and confused about sex. As a young teenager I slept with other girls. When I got older I became addicted to sex and slept with men and women. A lot of their names, I couldn’t even remember. Others I thought I loved and didn’t know any other way to be. I’m lucky I never caught any disease. I drank too much, mainly out of shame. I got pregnant, mostly sure it was my boyfriend’s. I lied to him and told him it was ectopic and had to be removed so he would pay for an abortion. I never told him the truth. I ran away from my friends and family for many years and hid among people who didn’t know me, as not to face the things the ate at me. It took me many years to come to terms and learn to live in a “normal” way. However, now I’m afraid to have any relationship with a man because I’m scared I might have sex with them, so I act cold and aloof, or just keep myself “too busy”.
I think I may have been molested as a child, I have had a few flashbacks. But I’m just not ready to deal with it yet. My life is too hectic as it is. Maybe one day I’ll seek therapy.
I had a three year long affair. I fell in love with this guy. I ended it to try and make it work with my husband but cry everyday for this other guy. I feel like a coward.
I know God is there, but I do not think that He cares what happens to me or any of us.
I’ve been a thief my whole life and I don’t know why. I’m engaged to a man I don’t trust or even like anymore, yet I’m too much of a coward to leave him. I hate my life.
I know my father is having an affair. I’ve gone through his emails, text messages, everything. It kills me inside because i can’t tell my mom because we need him for finances and she is somewhat mentally unstable at this time. I wish that she would put her life together and be able to stand up for herself.
I hate everyone, including my husband and my kids. I don’t know how to love anymore, even though I pretend that I do.
I lost my virginity at 15. I’ve been afraid of sex ever since.
I struggle with feelings of lesbianism…although i’ve never done anything with another woman, the dreams i’ve had about it always involve my closest friends
Some days I DESPISE being a stay at home mommy. I feel like my kids are draining the life from me and I have NO life other than being their mommy. I fantasize about running away and starting a new life alone…..and then I feel so guilty b/c I LOVE my family and this is what I’ve always wanted……but it’s not.
I had sex when i was younger with other girls. I know now it was wrong.
In first year of marriage had an abortion because we could not handle the responsibility (money, time and emotional). Looking back I still think it was the right thing to do with the information we had at the time. Not a proud moment but one I will stand up for on Women’s right to choose. Years later we had our daughter and she is a blessing; can’t imagine life without my daughter.
I married a man because he was safe not because I love him w/ all my heart.
I’ve struggled with a porn and masturbation addiction and its eaten me alive for over 10 years. I grew up in the church, but the main lesson I was taught regarding sex was that I shouldn’t do it—that sexual desire was natural but it was also shameful and was something that should be repressed at all costs.
Because I was taught that my hormones as a male would make me a sexually-insatiable monster, I figured I’d might as well.
But I indulge my desires in private. Nobody knows about it…no harm done. Except to my soul and any genuine relationship I’ve tried to have with God.
Sometimes I want more than anything to quit.
More often, I want more than anything to get off and go about my day.
I have had several affairs without my spouse knowing. I even got pregnant and wasn’t sure if it was his, so I had an abortion.
I was raped when I was 13 years old.
i lie about my age
i let people use me, because its the only way i feel loved or wanted
When I was 14 I was raped. I had four abortions, before I committed adultery in two marriages which both ended in failure. I fell in love with a co-worker and got pregnant during the separation period of my second marriage, and told my husband it was his baby. Four weeks after my son was born, I told the father of the baby and my ex-husband the truth. During my pregnancy, my son’s father left because he thought I had mended my marriage. He got engaged, and now has left the country. Now my son has no father. I feel completely to blame….
I got pregnant at 16 and had an abortion
When my best friend went out of town a few years ago, she told me to keep an eye on her boyfriend. We got drunk one night and slept together.
When I was in foster care and even as a young woman I slept with over a 100 boys and men. I kept looking for love in all the wrong places. It was great to have someone say I love you even if they were only useing me at the time.
I have a false identity with everyone I meet. I live a complete lie, not even a good interesting one. Just an average lie.
I slept with a coworker that has a partner. It’s been an ongoing affair for many months.
I steal money from anyone 4 weed
I steal money from my parents to buy weed
I went out of town for work, I ran into an ex-girlfriend and we slept together.
I steal money from my kids. Any time they get a gift in the mail from someone – extended relatives, whoever – I make sure they don’t know the amount.
I used to tend bar at a restaurant and often when customers would pay in cash I wouldn’t ring up the drinks and keep the money… the restaurant had no idea.
I have a criminal record. It was half a lifetime ago, but it still comes up every once and a while (fingerprinting at work). Very ashamed of it.
My best friend’s ex girlfriend kissed me