What's the worst thing you've overheard while pretending to be asleep? 

As someone (in part) from a culture where arranged marriage is normal (not common but normal) it’s not the same as a forced marriages, an actual arranged marriage is “hey meet this person and if you hit it off go on some more dates then marry each other” (basically a blind date but set up by families or matchmakers), a forced marriage is often called an arranged marriage (and technically it’s not wrong), but I want to distinguish the two, because arranged marriages (that aren’t forced) are often very happy and successful :). Hope this helps explain why some people still defend or do it :)

Worst thing I heard while pretending to be asleep was on a night during the early phase of my parents' divorce when I was about 11 years old. My mom went to sleep on the couch, and in solidarity I went and laid down to sleep on the loveseat. In the middle of the night, my dad came out and started absolutely (verbally) tearing into my mom. He didnt even raise his voice, just kept it menacingly low and tore her to shreds with words until she started crying and telling him that the judge said he wasn't allowed to talk to her like that in front of the kids. He snapped back that I was asleep so it didn't count, and I promptly opened my eyes and said no I'm not, and I heard everything. They both stopped talking and stared at me with wide eyes, and my dad left the room after that. That was over a decade ago, now. I bet they think I've forgotten.

(TW - SA & Child Abuse) When I was about 11 or 12, I was at my mom's friend's house (We'll call her "Natalie") and I was pretending to be asleep on the couch because my mother was heavily drunk and I knew that it wouldn't be safe to allow her to try to drive home and I knew that if I pretended to be asleep that she'd just stay there for the night. So I'm laying there on the couch and Natalie's son, a few months older than me,(We'll call him "Zach") had just gotten done putting his little sister to bed and he knew that I was only pretending to be asleep, as he was the one who initially suggested it when I voiced my concern about my mother's intoxicated state. We made eye contact for a few seconds before he nodded slightly, signalling that he understood my position. Zach was like an older brother to me, although he was about the same age, and he was reasonably protective over me. He made sure to "trip" while re-entering the livingroom so that the adults knew he was there before kneeling down in front of the couch and pulling a blanket over me. He smiled and announced quietly that I had fallen asleep. The adults mumbled a drunken acknowledgment and Natalie told my mom we could stay the night. I pretend to be asleep for about 20 minutes, half listening to their conversation, before I hear my mom say my name. She began talking about the intensive therapy I went through when I was little, which I remember for the most part. As I continued listening, I hear a news story being mentioned about this guy who had gotten arrested for molesting his daughter. Then I hear the sentence "Yeah, something similar happened to [my deadname]" I was confused because I didn't remember anything like that happening to me. My mom then describes a scenario that I had previously thought was a scene from a movie that I had seen. At that point, I thought "That can't possibly be true! I just heard the name wrong" My mom mentioned that I had blocked out the memory entirely and that I didn't know why I was in therapy. My mother tends to overshare and be overly honest when she drinks but it took me a few minutes to process what happened. I fell asleep horrified and I woke up to someone shaking my arm. It was about 4 am and Zach woke me up and by the look on his face and the way he immediately pulled me into a hug, I knew he had heard it all. We both broke down and he was furious and asked if I remembered the name of the guy, I did not. I spent a lot of time with the family and from then on, he never left my side during outings. He'd even wait for me near the bathrooms to ensure my safety and shoot daggers at anyone who looked at me suspiciously. (all in a very "Over protective brother" fashion.) To this day, Zach treats me like a sister.

I woke up to the sound of what I thought was my mom crying so I tiptoed over to my parents’ bedroom to see what was wrong and if I could comfort her. Turned out it was tears of laughter and they were both losing it over some video on one of their phones. I went back to bed with a grin on my face and didn’t bring it up until morning.

When my brother was little he screamed that he hated my mom and mum looked at him and said, "No you don't, you're just really angry right now." And he just glowered at her for a moment then wailed, "YOU'RE RIGHT!" and sobbed harder.

1:25 - Father of 4 here. I'm not a crier, but DAMNED if my eyes are suffering from severe condensation right now.

Dude who tells his dad he loves him as much as possible- see what you heard as a blessing, if you hadn't you might not know how important it is to him and I'll bet it makes him feel great every time you say it. Strange how some of the most uncomfortable/traumatic experiences can have beneficial effects in the end.

I think people often confuse arranged marriages with forced marriages. I heard that in real arranged marriages, both parties can choose to not follow through it. So it isnt like they are stuck with each other with no choice of their own

Usually people who get genuine, bad intrusive thoughts, don't consider acting on them and really don't want those thoughts. They're intrusive because they're unwanted, and they're usually things that are against the person's morals. Actively considering assaulting a woman is so different

1:47 brooother hearing yo dad cry is a whole new different breed of pain I'm not ready to learn to endure.

In boarding school, I once heard some girls I thought were my friends talking about how weird and ugly I am. It was really mean, and really specific things, about my body, how I talked, and even how I sit, or walk. I'm in my mid 30's now, and still hate those things about myself and feel really insecure about myself and my relationships with everyone around me

I learned a while ago that emotional pain can hurt more then physical pain, to the point where you would rather feel physical pain just so you could ignore the emotional pain for a little bit since your mind would focus on the physical pain.

The butt stuff story- if consent is not expressed *enthusiastically,* then it’s rape- he was worn down, and essentially forced to do it, it was completely one-sided. That poor guy was technically raped, and the OP heard the whole thing- glad he has a much better partner now.

My sister ripping the biggest fart in the kitchen early in the morning when I was "sleeping" on the couch. It took every part of my soul not to make a SOUND because I didn't want her to ask why I was still awake at 5 in the morning.

I was in an overcrowded jail cell(the 10th person in an 8 man cell) in the high risk tower of a feeder jail when I was 18. I got there from a benzo DUI and was still zonked for my first appearance so bond was withheld until I could see the judge unimpaired. I pretended to be asleep while one of my cellmates got shanked by 2 of my other cellmates(who were awaiting trial for murder) and died. I had to spend another month and a half in jail while an investigation was conducted. It was the most terrifying time of my life.

My answer: Sleep Paralysis Demon. Couldn't move or open my eyes. Heard auditory hallucinations of someone/thing walking on the hardwood floors up to my bed, it whispered something unintelligible, then walked away. Shortly after I was released from that gripping fear and could open my eyes.

Damn, that one about the father who just wanted to die after his kids said they hated him hits hard

Living in tiny houses, usually sharing rooms with everyone, means I've heard so much more than I ever wanted to when I was supposed to be asleep.

I take a really long time to fall asleep due to what is assumed by medical professionals to be a hyper active brain with nearly no melatonin, fortunately on sleep meds that have been my saving grace now but when I was a teenager I still regularly took 2-4 hours just to fall asleep. I remember stirring from my half-dazed attempt at sleeping to hear me mother's abusive boyfriend banging her in the next room... That memory has not left me to this day, not only because it happened repeatedly but because of how much it terrified me that he was in my house doing that to my mom.

Arranged marriage, like "hey try this person out, see if he/shes good for you, yada yada" has been proven to last a lot longer than the average "oh your cute, lets date, then gets married 5 years later" kind of marriage, because usually both folks can relate, and the bond builds up over time. even in the point where they initially dislike each other, most people who have respect of their parents will work it through.

Story three really got me. I’ve said some bad things in my teenage depression. My mother didn’t disclose how much depression she had until I was an adult and I regret everything I did to her. I’m gay, but if I ever adopt, I think I’d be more open about my depression to my kids. Kids know more than we give them credit for and if I knew my mother was suicidal I think I’d have treated her better. That’s easy to say now, but I hope I’d have done better. We have a great relationship now that we’re both adults but I wish I would have been a better child to her.

Arranged marriages "kinda" worked in the past because: 1. Everyone in your family knew the girl since she was a baby. 2. Everyone in her family knew YOU since you were a baby 3. You work with lots of her relatives 4. You are going to start having kids in 10 to 12 months, so you will have lots of other things in mind pretty soon.

Responding to the title, the worst thing I’ve heard while pretending to be asleep was actually when I was pretending to be asleep in a dream, then I heard someone whisper “I see you…” and then I woke up out of fear, looked around, turned on my light, but everything was fine! No one was there, I checked my whole room and didn’t see anyone or anything that was alive! So I’m good!

I can say right now, many times when I'm not sure if someone's asleep I've talked about all sorts of disturbing things to see if they were awake- always hilarious when they jump up. A rumor about me selling myself for Pop-Tarts while in Jail over the weekend for an unpaid speeding ticket ended up getting around that way... I got asked if that was real for YEARS afterwards- I still think it's hilarious and I know exactly where the rumor came from. (No I didn't do that!) I still do wonder sometimes, if some of them were awake and just never said anything and now there's a reddit story out there about it- that'd be awesome!

😂 Story #1 Lived through it myself but we had bunk beds. I was on the bottom. I started assisting on the push back to the rhythm to enhance the motion.. 😏 When I told him later that morning he laughed and said he thought something was weird. 😂

when I was 3 ish I was woken up by sirens outside my house and started panicking but I didn’t know what to do so I hid under my duvet (sirens are very unusual in my neighbourhood) I laid there with my eyes closed as I heard the door open and paramedics trying not to be too loud downstairs then I heard my grandparents come in (who lived down the street) and they went into my room to check I was asleep, then quickly left and went to my sibling’s room then go downstairs. about 10 minutes later I heard the sirens getting quieter in the distance and started to worry. I tried to fall back asleep and eventually did. When I woke up the next morning my grandparents were downstairs making us breakfast (my brother and sister weren’t awake yet) they looked exhausted and my mum and dad were gone. basically my mum was taken to hospital (from then on it happened quite a lot) and we weren’t allowed to visit her for a few days. I can remember being next to her in the hospital (this kind of stuff happened until I was about 8 or 9) and being so scared. anyway that’s my story. thanks for reading

Saying someone is dumb but you need their help with homework really isn't the flex you think it is😅😅😅

So glad this guy actually cares about everyone, and actually the first time ive heard someone on youtube say “Women deserve to be happy too”. Everyone deserves care. Just found him and am already subbed.

The scary thing about your body is that whenever you’re in danger, you lose control your animal instincts kick in sometimes it can be useful or it could really really screw you over but still it’s nice to have

worst thing i heard while i was awake at night i had a dream, then when i woke up, i heard a demonic laugh sounding like: "HAHAHAHAHAHAH" in a deep voice, i wasnt super scared so i said "shut up devil"

i remember one time i was really young and something i had to eat for dinner i didn't want to eat it because i didn't like the food and my parents told me "Eat the pizza or go brush your teeth" i chose to brush my teeth and maybe half an hour later my dad came into my room with a bit of food when i was trying to sleep. I will never forget this memory

on a school camping trip i couldn’t sleep and just pretended all night. at around 4 am two people got out of the tent and then i heard unbuckling followed by some… noises… behind the tent ☹️

My housemate admitting he likes pineapple on his pizza. I’m still recovering.

"I just wanted to be a better dad than mine" Dang.

The dad farting in the blanket one got me🤣🤣

geniuenly cried from the story with dad that had self-termination thoughts

Best piece of advice on these videos. Make an outro so we know it's the end. it just stops and because I'm listening, I don't know it's the end.

“When when will we tell him he’s adopted?” 😂

i guess this only partially counts but when i was half awake at a friend’s house, i felt movement near my head and was too tired to get a look. my friends who were watching tv were like “did the dog just barf on his pillow?” “did he even notice?” i lifted my head, looked at my friend’s tiny dog, shoved the soiled pillow away, grabbed a different pillow, and fell asleep. we still laugh about that to this day even tho one of the ppl there is no longer in the friend group (long story)

just a reminder than in an arranged marriage, both parties have a say in if they want to actually get married, otherwise its forced marriage and haram in islam

Story 9, under the current metoo era definition of rape, her nagging him to do it is rape. Consent was neither ongoing, nor enthusiastic. To add to it, she complained he wasn't hard... Reverse the sexes in this situation, imagine a guy complaining she's not wet while being raped. Poster gets the award for most messed up listening to a rape occurring while he pretends to be asleep.

12:02 ACHIEVEMENT UNLOCKED - “Fart Master”

It could be considered worst since most of the answers for the Science exams were revealed, it was our school camp, and they may had thought we’re all asleep, the teacher had this assistant reading each and every answers for her

Story 13 caught me off guard

I wouldn't blame story #3 on arranged marriages. Things like that can certainly happen in non-arranged marriages as well.

#13 He knew you were awake.

1:26 hearing your dad cry is one of the worst things ever. I would never tell my dad that I hate him (I love him dearly) and I hope that their dad is doing better now.

it's not the arranged marriage that's the problem, many people do have them and are fine, even happy with them. Someone you get to know before marrying can still be an abusive monster. plenty of woman have married a guy who was sweet and loving before marriage but turn into abusive monsters. They just hide it better.

When you close your eyes and go to sleep And it's down to the sound of a heartbeat I can hear the things that you're dreaming about When you open up your heart And the truth comes out You tell me that you want me You tell me that you need me You tell me that you love me And I know that I'm right 'Cause I hear it in the night I hear the secrets that you keep When you're talking in your sleep -The Romantics

Osama had no idea I heard him say “Hey bro let’s go bomb those towers man” “yeah man, fosho”

The story about the dad that had a best friend since he was 2 and reached out to him even though he cut contact is lovely. I have issues anf have cut off a lot of people and it would have been so nice for someone to check on me, especially when i was suffering from depression. Not many people care like that 😐

Story 13 are lowkey the best types of dads ever lmao just a good sense of humor

About that disloyal mother one, anybody if you know somebody disloyal please tell their partner in confidence, they deserve to know. God bless you ❤

When I was 9, my mom stood over me and asked “are you hiding something from me?” and her friend scolded her “because I was asleep”

I didn’t hear anything but once during the Christmas season I was awake while my dad was going to bed. I hear him coming down the hall so I close my eyes and pretend to be asleep. I hear a rattling and know he is messing with a sculpture I made in 4th grade. Then he starts to walk away stops, then leaves my room and goes to bed. I then open my eyes and on top of my sculpture was one of our elf on the shelf’s. The other elf was on my actual shelf. I was heart broken keep in mind I was going and still believed in Santa, but this shattered my belief completely, yet to this day I haven’t told anyone. I blame myself for not going to sleep like I should have😢

On arranged marriage; Not an argument for "why it's not bad" but playing the devil's advocate for a minute. In an unstable economic situation or in a country where financial situations are hard on single people, an arranged marriage is often used as a "secure" way of getting a access to amenities like a decent living situation/house, a family to work as a support network, and a more stable financial situation as it relies on two people instead of just one.

1:39 seriously made me cry... this hurts

Once I was so angry with my Dad that I asked him why my Mom was still with him. I was 8. All week he seemed just sad/ashamed Sense I was an empath I was look at him and just get a wave of sadness. My Mom told me to say sorry and I SWEAR he cried single tear as I told him how sorry I was. I still cry while thinking about this.

while i agree that the brother in story 17 was wayyyyyy beyond intrusive thoughts, but i wanted to point out that not everyone has weird intrusive thoughts about everything! it's actually not normal and 100% okay to get professional help for :) that's all, thank you.

Story 13 is the most dad type of shit to ever happen ever. Like I could easily imagine my dad having done that just for the shits and giggles

I have two such stories, equally horrifying to me for different reasons. The first was such a terrible experience, I actually buried the memory in my subconscious until I was in my 30s. It happened when I was 14. My maternal grandmother, who we affectionately referred to as Nana, had been in and out of the hospital battling several problems, the worst of which (and that eventually took her life as it had her mother's), was colon cancer. This was in the days before HMOs, so she was spending months at a time in the hospital. She was 62, my grandpap was 64. I stayed with them when she was home to help take care of her. I woke up in the middle of the night one night to hear her crying, and saying, "Is she young enough for you to get pregnant?" to my grandfather. I was old enough to understand what was going on. I covered my head with a pillow and forced myself back to sleep, and forced myself to forget it until my mom (an only child) and I were uncovering repressed memories one night when I was in my 30s and she was in her 50s. She remembered her mom's 4 attempts at ending her own life during my mom's childhood, and I remembered this. My Nana certainly had a sad life. The second experience was when I was just graduated from college. I was still unemployed as the entire nation was experiencing a deep recession, and I was living with a boyfriend in a rural town. For months, a couple of my high school friends who had gone to a different university in the same city as me had been bugging my boyfriend to "let me" stay with them so I could find a job in the city. I finally relented and said I'd stay with them, but only if I could find a job. It was still a tough economy, so I ended up taking the first job I could find, a telemarketing job for a local newspaper that had me taking buses downtown at night, which was kind of scary for a 21yo woman. It had me coming back to their apartment around midnight, so I slept late, and I slept on their couch. I noticed at one point that they had packed all of my stuff and put it next to the door, and when I asked why, I was handed the line that they were just "tidying up." So the next morning, I overheard my two childhood "friends" talking about how much they HATED having me there! Every word that came out of their mouths to explain their feelings was a LIE. They said I was making their home filthy - I WAS CLEANING UP WHEN THEY WERE GONE, BECAUSE THEY WERE FILTHY. I was finding plates of half-eaten food left under their furniture for weeks! When one of them had a first date and had promised a homecooked meal even though she couldn't cook, I cooked it for her because I am a good cook! Then I cleaned up and made myself scarce so she could entertain this new beau, even though I had nowhere to go. I was treating both of them like queens, doing all kinds of stuff for them, and even took a job I HATED and was DANGEROUS just so I'd have an income to help defray my expenses, just to hear those backstabbers talk about me like I was unwanted rubbish. I pretended to stay asleep, even though one of them tried to wake me up several times because she, "wanted to give [me] a piece of [her] mind." I waited until both of them left for work, then I called my boyfriend and told him he had an hour to come and get me. During that time - since my stuff was already packed and at the door - I wrote them a scathing letter telling them what Judases they were. That was 35 years ago, and I'm still livid. One of those women, when she started in our elementary school in 2nd grade, was bullied and ostracized for being chubby. I do not like discrimination or bullying, so I befriended her, and we became best friends all the way through high school, like sisters. To be betrayed by someone who would not have had a friend in the world during her childhood if not for you, that was a low blow. The other woman was just strange, but again, I don't choose my friends based on what other people think of them. She was cool with me, until that day. I haven't spoken to her since, because she's never asked me to forgive her for betraying my friendship. The one who was like a sister, I'm really close to one of her brothers on social media, so she's kind of apologized on social media, so I'm cordial to her, but I don't go out of my way to be friendly towards her anymore. They really personified the saying, "with friends like these, who needs enemies?" I eventually moved to another state and started working regularly, went back to graduate school and got my Master's degree and life went on, but I'll never, ever, forget listening to them run me down while I laid there like I was sleeping.

So this isn’t much of overhearing but this reminded me of this moment for some reason. I was sleeping on the hearth in my cabin because my other option was to share a couch. We had like 10 people in this cabin so the beds were taken up and I like to sprawl out. The hearth was good enough for me. Anyways, my cabin had a large glass sliding door facing the north. I was looking through it and I swear to god I saw a person just walk across our deck, look inside then leave after he saw two people laying in the main area. I shut the curtains after that.

The worst thing I overheard while pretending to be asleep, was my younger sister saying how hard I was trying to be this perfect person and how everyone hated me and everything. I ended up crying myself to sleep that night because I don’t wanna be perfect and I don’t want people to hate me. I’m a people pleaser and I hate that part of me.

that story about the dad farting under the bed was funny af

Good compilation :>

this hurts man

I agree with the no arranged marrages thing. i think a better thing for pepole to do insted is for families to set up the kids on dates with pepole they already approve of, no pressure to marry any of those PARTICULAR suitors, just more saying "hey, we know these ten guys, we think youd get along, and we already know that they have a clean history" kinda thing.

My husband telling my kids he dressed up in a bunny costume to kill other kids.

Not so much pretending to be asleep or "worst thing" in the sense of "wth", as much as it was that I just happened to randomly wake up. Little under a year ago, I randomly wake up around 6am, overhear my dad talking to my brother - our dog had passed away a little earlier. It was on my birthday as well. Stayed in bed and cried. Went to Uni later that day, but I was just out of it.

Her admitting to having 843 kids in the basement

11:40 Story 13 is just...if you only have time fore 1 story, listen to that one

As someone who is really confrontational , if you find yourself in this situation when you realize its getting bad or they are talking shit abt you just pretend to be woken up by their talking and tell them to keep it down or if you're like me say can you guys shut up god damn . They will feel bad and will also either leave the room or talk silently . Hope this helps someone cause these are wild 😂

Having an arranged marriage, as long as both parties are willing are fine and morally accepted

I have two stories but I wasn’t sleeping: 1. My mom took me to CVS to go get my flu shot and I have terrified. I refused to go inside for twenty minutes and then I had the balls to do it. I was waiting and my mom told me to go look around as she talks to the lady at the front. I wasn’t paying attention to what my mom was telling her until I heard the words “I’m pregnant”. I thought my mom was joking at first but four months later she announced that she was pregnant. I ended up having a sister and I didn’t tell my mom this story until three years ago. 2. This was two days ago, I was doing my hair and I asked my mom about my dad and his girlfriend who would be together for two years as of yesterday. She revealed that my dad was going to propose to her, I had no idea about this and my mom realized that she probably shouldn’t have told me. Yesterday I was with my grandma and I told her what happened, turns out my grandma had known about my dad’s proposal for over a month. From what she’s said, he’s doing it in the summer. Even though it’s only been two days since I found out about my dad’s proposal, he still doesn’t know that I know and he hasn’t told me about it yet.

I escaped from a forced marriage when I was 15- it's not even a cultural thing for me, I just happened to be from a wealthy, powerful family, so naturally, they wanted to marry me to a senator's son. The senator's family was all for it. The kid himself wasn't too bad, just very basic and boring, and not the kind of person I could happily spend the rest of my life with, when we could barely hold conversation in a room. Being 'the man' of the match, he had the ability to call it off, while I didn't. So, I did the simplest thing I could: I came out to him as a trans man. Sure enough, marriage cancelled, boy disgusted, and I end up running away a few years later. Now, I'm happily single and free of the family that tried to force me into it.

I love how open to new ideas this guy is, even with things like arranged marriages.

0:57 why was this lowkey cute tho

Damn - that story # 3 is heartbreaking

me awake: watching youtube parents: when should we put santa’s presents out? let’s see if he’s awake me: **hurries into a sleeping position**

my parents “doing” themselves.

Worst thing? In grade five I was really violent and responded to everything this one kid did badly, that day I had just bit him for bugging me, I was pretending to be asleep and my grandmother came in, looked at me, and said this to me "You need therapy.." and I was t e r r i f i e d of needing to have therapy at the time, but I still have never had therapy. =.=

January 16, 2022 It was the day of my birthday party, I was turning 10 in two days, I was in Orlando which I frequently visit since we have a lot of family there and it was my hometown. we had a party, invited friends and family, everything was fine. After the party I was tired, and lied down with my eyes closed when I heard something that awakened me immediately. I kept pretending to sleep when I heard my mom and my grandma discussing my great grandmother’s cancer that I wasn’t aware of. I heard she had only a few days left. On January 24, 2022 my great grandmother passed away from stage 4 thyroid cancer and I had to pretend to be surprised when it was announced. I knew from the start she wasn’t feeling well, but I thought she’d be fine because that’s what I was told and I was a gullible child.

I pretended to sleep cause i hear footsteps coming in my room i thought it was my mom cause i like pretending to be fall asleep as a joke to her but then it stops i checked out and no ones there i suddenly remember am only 1 on the house since my parents went to grocery cause i dont like goig outside and i locked my room til my parents come to house...

Gosh, I feel like I have a story for a lot of these videos.. when I was around 9 or 10 or so, I lived in a duplex on the top floor. We would have downstairs families move in and out of there during our stay, and this one particular family was there for only a short while. It was a single dad with 2 kids who were around the same age as my brother and I, and for the most part, they were really nice. Sometimes the kids were jerks, but my parents encouraged play dates and hangouts, so we just put up with them. One night, we were invited for a sleepover and my parents allowed it since it was just downstairs. I slept on one of the couches, my brother had the other couch, and the other 2 had an air mattress in the middle of the living room. Their dad sat on the couch next to me and started watching a.. well, kind of adult movie, but not anything terrible. It had a scene in it where the characters were doing an activity (if you know what I mean). We were supposed to be asleep already, but I was struggling since something didn’t sit right with me for some reason. Then, their dad offered to rub my back to help me fall asleep, saying that it helps his kids sleep, too. I didn’t think anything of it and just agreed. I end up falling asleep, but I wake up some time later to his hand being.. a lot further down than it was supposed to be.. on my front side. I froze as I realized he was being a creep, and pretended to be asleep. Then, I had the idea to take in a breath as if I was stirring, and roll over in the process. He withdrew and walked away, but I didn’t sleep another wink after that. It makes me sick thinking about it, and I felt bad for his kids who probably had to deal with that kind of behavior thinking it was normal. He ended up moving out for a completely different reason (he ran over our cat and hid the body behind our shed without telling us, but we found out about it and knew it was him even though he denied it) and I’m really happy I never saw him again.

As a parent with an asshole kid(s) and with my own childhood trauma. I now know that the reason my kids are assholes is because they feel safe to be. Because healthy kids are assholes and that's because those kids have safe parents and even tho some of the things they have said really hurt me, I'm happy to be the parent who allows their child to have a human experience ❤❤❤

DUDE YOURE KILLING ME. "PLeASE sCReW mY bUUUtttTtt CMOONNNNN" SDJFHGJSDFGSD WHY. WHYD YOU HAVE TO READ IT LIKE THAT-

Worst thing i heard while pretending to be asleep when i was 5 years old i sleep with my family and i heard soft wet slapping sounds. i always heard soft wet slapping sounds at night or midnight whenever dad was around. It kept going on and on until now. (Note: after my mom gave birth to my 3rd sibling,the doctor told her that she couldn't birth anymore)

dude really woke up to his roomate bangin'

Worst thing I heard was when I was 11 years old at 8AM I woke up but casually acted like I'm sleeping, I overheard my parents talking and.. it was about my grandma that betrayed us after my great grandmother died (my only one).. Also about her deleting the message "Happy birthday" after 9 days from my birthday (I broke my foot 8 days after)... I know this might make no sense at all, so basically 1. My grandma betrayed our family by stealing our money 2. My only great grandma died and the grandma was making fun of it 3. My grandma 9 days after my birthday deleted the "Happy Birthday!" message (She found out I broke my foot 8 days after my birthday and deleted it, she's a jerk). Hope that explains it

The worst thing that I’ve ever heard when I was not pretending but just woke up and trying to go back to sleep was my parents arguing while my dad was drunk as hell and just came back from the pub

I heard my parents arguing when I was younger.

I heard my “friend” who asked me to be a surrogate for a child was whispering to her husband that the child wasn't hers and she shouldn't have to do this much while the baby was laying on me. I was just resting.

5:52 That "Remember what happened last time" made me cackle

4:39 The reason arrange marriages aren’t that bad is because both parties have to agree. On her case it was a forced marriage.

my dad threatening to leave my mom in an argument, a few years ago they're still together though surprisingly ......

When I was a child I pretended to be asleep and around midnight my mom walked in drunk, bent down so she her head was next to mine, and stayed like that for ten minutes. Then she said, I know your alive, and went back to her room. I was terrified.

My parents talking shit about me at like 9 yrs old.

I was 15, it was a family road trip, spending the night at the hotel. For whatever reason I woke up in the middle of the night and my parents were having sex five feet away in the bed next to mine. Bro they were making noises and everything it was traumatizing for me💀

hearing painful screaming and shouting is just......

Me and my bestie were asleep on a tour bus going back from DC. We used a jacket as a blanket and snuggled up nice and comfy for the long trip. I was only half asleep for a few minutes, but our friend a couple seets above us kept singing stupid little kid love somgs and saying we would make a cute couple. I snapped awake and told her to shut up and then passed out. Woke up a half an hour later and forgot about it until I got home.