When you’re out with a group of friends, drinking and having a good time, you expect nothing more than a nice evening, a few laughs, and promises to do it all again sometime.

There are nights, though, when someone has a little too much to drink, their tongue gets a little bit loose, and suddenly everyone else is suddenly privy to a secret they’d rather not have heard.

Some of these 30 confessions are horrible, some are funny, but all of them were really no one else’s business.

30. Oh my goodness how could you have ever known?

My mother always hated driving over a particular bridge, one that had a metal mesh as the road bed. The sound the tires make is very particular. We used to tease her about it for years. One day she had enough, and told us why.

When she was a wave in WWII, she went out to party with some sailors. One of them had a car with running boards, and one more sailor wanted to come along, one the other guys didn’t like. They told him to ride on the running board and hang on. When they went over a bridge with a similar road bed, they hit the gas, and the extra sailor fell off and was run over. She was still carrying the guilt 40 years later.

29. When you realize someone has a good reason for drinking.

Shared an off-campus apartment with a very cool older guy in college. He was a nurse. Got up super early every morning to do his shifts. Every night you could find him at his regular Irish pub. They let me drink there without ID because they knew I was with him. Basically a super high-functioning alcoholic.

One day I came home after finishing my exams. He brings out a bottle of Jameson to celebrate. It was about 2/3 full. After a few shots he starts telling me about his time in Vietnam. I’d known him for two years and he had never brought it up, and I had never asked. I knew he was a vet, but assumed he had been a nurse. Nope. Special forces (I’m not military and I’m sure I got some of the actual military stuff wrong, as you shall come to understand). His demeanor totally changed after a few drinks. He started telling me about having to go on covert operations to carry out assassinations of civilians. Said he dreams of the faces of all the people he killed. We ended up polishing off the entire bottle. He got up the next morning at 5am and went off to work. I spent the entire day moaning in bed and praying to the porcelain god.

We never spoke about it again.

28. What an actual nightmare (I’m glad she shared this one, though).

When I was 14 my mom took me and my sisters and a couple of our friends to the beach. My sister (15) and I got our own room with our 2 friends and wound up meeting some boys and getting drunk. My sisters friend (15f) was really drunk and got super upset and confessed that her step father had been sexually molesting her, raping her, for years. Really really really horrible stuff. It sobered everyone up fast.

We rallied around her, told her we were there for her, yada yada, but when we got home from the beach trip a few days later I knew I needed to tell my mom. After I told my mom she got the state police involved, there was a trial, and the man wound up sentenced to 8 years in prison. It turned out he was doing it to the younger sister as well.

27. I hope that uncle is in prison now.

My cousin and I found out we were molested by the same uncle

26. And now we know she wasn’t alone.

After a work party the wife of a colleague and me ended up being the last two people standing.

We were both fairly drunk when she started telling me about how she was raped by a priest when she was a kid. The church covered it all up and the bastard never faced any charges.

25. That’s something to hear at a bar.

A guy in a pub told me through tears that two guys took him at knifepoint and bound to a warehouse in the middle of nowhere, raped, harmed and kept him captive for days. He got free whilst they were sleeping, stabbed them both to death and left them there.

Whether he was actually telling the truth or not I will never know. He seemed very deeply traumatised by the experience and seemed to if nothing else believe what he was telling me. It was in the days when I didn’t have internet access so I wasn’t able to look for clues about it.

24. My heart, you guys. I would not be okay.

A funny old drunk in my town used to come in and chat with me at the ice cream parlour I worked at. He was a very kind old man who liked to joke around and he was always very appropriate to me and the other teens who worked there, just lonely I guess.

One day I was asking him if he was ever married and he got tears in his eyes and said i lost her, she died with the baby, and that’s when everything went bad. And then left. Me and the other girl working just sobbed, it was so sad.

23. What on earth is wrong with people.

I had someone tell me that he molested his daughter when she was an infant because he was angry and thought that his girlfriend had cheated on him and that she wasn’t his biological daughter.

He went on to say DNA testing was done and it was determined that she was actually his daughter and that he felt very guilty about the whole thing. His daughter was 7-8 at the time he told me this.

I literally spent a night tossing and turning thinking about it and finally decided I had to report him.

22. This is the premise of a movie or something.

My best friend disappeared for a while, presumably left town. We were both in our mid twenties. He came back after a month or so and he’d take me out every night drinking and partying. I wondered how he was able to blow so much money on drugs and alcohol but he wouldn’t tell me. I saw him pay our tab one night and he must have had twelve or fifteen grand on him.

After coming back to town he basically stayed inebriated at all times and wanted to hang out with me whenever he could. He’d come over to my place after closing the bars down and we’d often keep partying until morning. He would usually end up breaking down and crying to me about how he can’t live with himself over what he did. He wouldn’t give details.

Night after night this would happen until he broke down again one night and told me he was paid a lot of money to do some bad things to bad people. He confessed that he was paid by someone in his dad’s gang to burn someone’s business down over a money dispute. Then he told me he killed a couple of guys who were thought to be molesting children. He said he was given a handgun and a shotgun and was paid ten thousand dollars after each man was executed.

More than ten years later I still don’t know if I believe him or not. After he came back he was so f**ked up and depressed. If he was telling the truth it would make sense. He kept doing drugs and drinking until about five years ago when he had a heart attack at age 27. He quit using drugs and alcohol but the damage was done. He suffered another heart attack six months later and died a few days after his 28th birthday.

He was the funniest and kindest person that I’ve known and I miss him.

21. Those are some demons.

I had a boyfriend who never talked about his past ever. He talked so fondly of his old state but just about the actual state never about people. If you trie to prod further he would just say oh well it doesn’t matter anymore.

We were young (I was about 19 and he was probably like 23 or so). He drank a sh^t ton all the time and whatever we were young so I just thought that it was normal and all in good fun.

One night while s%^tfaced he started talking about how much he loved going into the woods and how he and his friends enjoyed playing on the rivers and streams in his old state. Then he got very sad and started to babble a bit incoherently. I heard him say something along the lines of his friend came to his house on meth and they were all also on drugs. Then more incoherently babble then something about his friend getting shot in the face. Then more incoherent babbling then something about that is why he can never go home again.

He was so desperately sad and missed his home very much. You could tell every time the topic came up. So yeah I am pretty sure he accidentally (or on purpose) killed a guy and was on the run. I have.my money on accident because he seemed so distraught buuuuuut you never know. Also, you barely know anyone or anything at 19 years old.

I often wonder if he ever had to face those demons.

20. You really never know what’s happening in people’s lives.

One of my best friends since middle school opened up to me the day we had our last day of high school. We had been partying all day (got off at 10 am) but most people left at around 3 pm to go get ready for the senior’s dinner and after party and what not. My friend stayed behind with our class president. I told him I’d pick him up for the dinner and left. When I got back, both were falling down drunk and in tears.

A few years earlier, our class pres had lost his father. I take my buddy back to his house so he can get changed for the dinner and on the way he tells me what happened. They had kept drinking when everyone left and eventually got to the topic of their dads. I had never met my friend’s dad, he died and that was all I knew. I never knew HOW he died.

It turns out my buddy’s dad was a lawyer or something in the country he’s from and was being extorted by a gang. When money started to run out, my buddy’s dad sent the family to another country and told them he’d meet them there, that he had to finish some things up. A few weeks after moving they learned that he had been murdered by the gang. It completely f**ked my friend up.

We always used to drink heavily and whatever since we were in high school. For me it was just drinking, for my buddy it was numbing the pain. It was f**king shocking when he told me this, and really made me understand him a lot more, why he acted how he acted.

19. One weird little lie.

My friends husband told me he was hiding liquor from his wife (my friend). Which was weird, because they both drink and it’s not a big deal. I told my friend what he said, she confronted him and all of his lies started pouring out.

Cheating on her with multiple women, lying about his income, taking cc’s out in her name, racking up tens of thousands of dollars on them, stealing from their kids college funds. They are now divorced. That weird little lie he told me while drunk is what started it all.

18. This is epic.

When he was 11, my dad was abducted and raped by three men. He was so terrified that he never told his parents.

After my grandpa passed away, my dad finally told my grandma what happened. She told him that they already knew. One of my dad’s siblings knew and had told grandpa. She just said that he had taken care of it.

A few years later, a developer bought my grandparents farm and turned it into a development. During excavation they found three male skeletons buried in a single grave. I guess grandpa really did take care of it. Rangers really do lead the way.

17. This is mostly really sad.

My old pastor told me he was gay and found women repulsive he had a wife and a baby on the way this was in a small very religious town where fear about the homosexuals were rampant

16. I have so many questions.

I have a friend whose grandmother married her late husband’s friend.

One day while drunk he confessed to killing her first husband.

She packed up the kids and left.

15. She definitely needs to dump that guy.

My sister’s boyfriend at the time told me he thought he might have fallen for the wrong sister.

Doesn’t compare to most of these, but my sister is my best friend, and I was so scared he might ruin that.

14. You probably definitely don’t want to know.

Had a buddy tell me his friend drunkenly confessed to him that he had killed his step-dad and made it look like a suicide. His step dad had been abusive towards him and his mom for years and it finally broke when he made it look like his stepfather had hung himself in their garage.

I don’t know who the friend was, I was never given a name or much else of the story.

13. You really never know what has made a person who they are.

Went on a work do and my co worker, a major stone faced bland woman, got pretty drunk. Ended up telling me she discovered her dads body when he hung himself.

Needless to say I realized why she was the way she was after that.

12. Why do so many people think this way?

Night before his wedding day.

“I’m still in love with C____ but I’m still gonna marry F____ tomorrow because it’s too late now”

11. Imagine hearing two of these stories in your lifetime.

I have two:

I had a house mate in college, who several years prior, had accidentally shot and killed a friend of his in a hunting accident. He went to trial, and was acquitted of all charges. Years later, he didn’t tell me, but he told a woman I was intimate with, that it wasn’t an accident.

Years ago, when I worked at the Las Vegas Hilton, in the main kitchen. I had a very high strung-boss named Hussein. He was from Turkey. We jokingly referred to him as Insane, because of his personality. Once, after our shift was over, he grabbed a case of beer from the supply walk in refrigerator, and invited a few of us to help ourselves. He probably had 4 or 5 himself. He then proceeded to tell us that when he lived in Turkey, he had “ kicked some guys a$$” and came to the US to get away.

My co-workers and I really didn’t give it too much thought. About a month later, we came to find out that while on vacation in Mexico, Hussein had been walking back to his hotel room after drinking at a bar. He had ducked down an alley to take a piss, and was caught by a policeman. He was charged and convicted of public urination. At least at the time, the US didn’t have reciprocity with Turkey, but Mexico did.

Well, it turns out that what Hussein had described as kicking someone’s ass, turned out to be murder. He was taken back to Turkey, where we assume that he spent the rest of his life in a Turkish prison. The movie The Midnight Express portrays what life is like there.

10. I hope he got the help he needed.

once at a college party, this big guy got upset, picked up the table and threw it across the room, shouting “my uncle molested me”. everyone was terrified but we all felt really bad for the guy.

9. That is horrible.

I had a male friend tell me he had raped me once when I was passed out drunk, I’m a straight male and had been friends with this guy for 15 years and had been drunk with him alot.

Since then I have found out a lot of messed up stuff about him.

8. I can’t decide which part of this story is the worst. Not that it matters.

My ex told me that he had been molested by his sister between the ages of 6-11. She was 9-14.

His dad walked in once and didn’t do anything.

His own family knew that he was being sexually abused for years and did absolutely nothing to protect him.

7. That’s…pretty terrible.

“If my ex were still in love with me I wouldn’t be married to you.”

6. How do you act normal after that?

A coworker told me she went all Angel of Mercy and smothered her elderly, dementia ridden, grandmother while she was sleeping.

The next Monday in the office was definitely a weird one after that particular happy hour confession.

5. This is a CRAZY story!

I got drunk and confessed my own story. When I was 18, I was sexually assaulted on a bridge in the middle of the night when I was all alone. My mum works in hearing, and she had always told me to bite someone if I got into trouble. So I did; I bit into his neck until my teeth met again. He fell down then I ran all the way home.

A few weeks later I read in the news that a serial assaulter had gone to the hospital with neck wounds and later died. They’d drawn it down to him attacking someone and them acting in self defense.

I never told anyone until I got really drunk with my boyfriend last year and spilled it. He couldn’t believe I’d kept that secret.

4. How could you ever trust anyone again?

A friend of mine died from a drug overdose. After the funeral a mutual friend of ours and I were getting drunk when he broke down crying. He asked me if I remembered the time when he and our dead friend told me about an accident that they’d witnessed where they saw a truck driver die. I told him I did. He then told me the most f**ked up sh^t. He said that our friend ran up to the dying man and stole his wedding ring, and that the man couldn’t do anything but look up, terrified, at our friend as he was being robbed.

I knew they were bad into drugs but I never thought they could do anything like that. I grew up with them, they were like my brothers. I don’t really trust anyone completely anymore.

3. Tough way to learn that lesson.

I heard my mom tell her friend I was a mistake and the reason her and my dad divorced. That’s why you don’t eavesdrop.

2. Well that’s a story you never forget.

At a family gathering my grandma got tipsy and started to tell stories from her childhood. While she does this everytime (no matter tipsy or sober, guess it’s just a normal grandma thing) this time it took a dark turn. She told us a story that is the reason she hates to go to the dentist and particularly hates the drilling part.

She told us a story about when she was 6 years old. During WW II my family lived in Hamburg, Germany right next to the harbor. During a particular week in 1943 the city was continuously bombed and over 35.000 people died and more than a 100.000 people were injured. The houses that were hit, mostly burned down creating a huge fire, with such force that I sucked not only oxygen in, creating strong winds, but also people.

The fire created such heat, that people running out of their burning houses got stuck in the molten asphalt on the streets and burned to death. As it was all happening around her, that particular smell was present for over a week in her part of the city. Drilling in your tooth, creates exactly that smell. My grandma had to stop the dentist, as she recognized the smell immediately.

This story shook us to the core, as it came out of the blue. It still sends chills down my spine.

1. This is just so sad though.

I worked in a hospital and an al**holic guy I knew from around my town came in. Of course he was very drunk so he got a bed (he was homeless at this point).

Just as he was starting to settle he screamed “I slit his f**king throat!!”.

So I went up to him and asked him to settle and he started telling me that he did it while In the army and could never forgive himself for it. Cried himself to sleep and died in the local park a few months later.

Y’all need to come get your friends, and teach them what’s ok to say when they’re drunk! Yeesh!

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