Sometimes you just want to get a little creative in the bedroom spice things up a little! Sometimes, that manifests itself in the form of a little mnage trois. Sometimes, someone ends up with a little extra surprise at the end of it all.
Here, couples and singles alike share stories of times that their threesomes ended in pregnancy, and how it all went down. If you'd like to read more, check out the source link at the end of the article.
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I knew a woman who had a threeway and got pregnant but she knew who the father was. It was the man.
I have one with a happy ending!
A couple of friends of mine were in a relationship and, since the guy was infertile, they didn't use condoms. One time, at a massive orgy, a condom used by another guy broke, and the girl got pregnant. She was pretty scared to tell her bf, but he was actually overjoyed - he never thought he'd raise a kid, and now he had the chance.
Several years later, during medical exams, they find out the kid was actually his, apparently a one in a million chance considering his fertility.
They're still together, and the kid is awesome.
I know a dude from work who had a threesome with his girlfriend and her best friend. Apparently on more than one occasion. Well guess what! They both got pregnant!!
Edit: they both had the kids. The girlfriend broke up with him and I understand he gets the children some of every week at the same time.
Had a friend who had similar happen. His girlfriend got pregnant after a threeway with a different couple. They split, he has come out as MtF trans now, and the other couple have both been to prison since then for drugs.
Wife had a guy friend who was "not gay". He had a boyfriend who was gay. They had a threeway with this girl and "not gay" got her pregnant. " Not gay" asked her to marry him and she said no. She then asked "not gay's" boyfriend to marry her. He said yes. "Not gay's" boyfriend dumped him and married the girl.
Edit: Neither my wife nor me were part of the threeway. I knew NG in passing because I saw him with the gay crowd at clubs we all went to. My wife was friends with NG, G , and the girl.
Probably late to the party...but regardless, my mother was the one who ended up pregnant with me during a threeway. I grew up not knowing who the father was (Given a false story, he ran away etc) - To this day, my mother does not know who out of the 2 is my father.
Not me but a family member we'll call X. Dude was a boring guy in his youth apparently and started up a company with a couple in the USA in the 1980s. It was a pretty open secret that they were a mnage trois but no one really acknowledged it. The wife got pregnant and had a kid and I think things settled down a bit afterwards with them all focusing on the company. Or at least things would have settled down except as the kid grew up it became more and more apparent that X was the father. The boy was the absolute spitting image of X. X's mother was a very conservative lady and apparently it took her close to a decade to even meet up with this boy, she was so outraged with his conception. Last I heard that same company they started up together was acquired for over 20 billion dollars.
I was the guy in an unplanned ffm threesome that got a text message 2 weeks later with the words 'I'm Late'
Quick rundown of the night if anyone is actually interested.
Was my 30th birthday. I'd gotten home from work and the girl I was seeing called me. It was around 7pm. She asked about my day and for some reason I led with 'Oh, well it's my Birthday so I'm just having a quiet one in'. Her response was 'Shower, shirt and shoes...you're coming out with me and my girlfriends'.
Spent a couple of hours at her house in her garage drinking because drinking at the club is expensive and the girls wanted to be drunk before they went out. I caught a train with 6 girls into the city (Perth, Western Australia if anyone is curious) at around 10pm. We club-hopped (I spent more on cover charges than drinks). I spent my night at the bar drinking while the girls danced (I am not a dancer...or a club person really) and mostly spent the night with the girl I was seeing. If the girls got hit on when they didn't want to be, they came and grabbed my arm and used me as a buffer. I'm 6 foot and pretty big so there tended to be few people willing to push the issue.
So...got drunk, went back to girlfriends place and because I had work the next day didn't stay the night. Stupidly said I was driving home (about 20 minute) and the two girls in question asked for a ride as they lived near me. Halfway home they asked to stay the night as they didn't want to wake their parents. Drunk me didn't see a problem. They came in, we drank some more on the couch, they began to fool around with each other, and not seeing why I shouldn't, joined in. An hour later and we were all asleep in my bed.
Not that exciting, but true story. Recently-ish involved in a planned MFMF foursome (using an awesome app for the search), then found out my wife was pregnant a few weeks after. Obviously there's that little voice that says "what if it's that other guy's kid", but we knew everyone involved had taken the standard precautions (as responsible adults would for an arranged meeting of that nature). First ultrasound confirmed that the fetus was too young to have been from that night.
It did become a running joke throughout the pregnancy though, much to my wife's amusement.
Buddy of mine and his two female coworkers. A few too many drinks one Friday night led to office flirting to a 2 minute 3-way in the back of his car, which all 3 of them agree was pretty unpleasant
Few weeks later, they both find out their pregnant (not sure how he knocked them both up), and they're definitely his. They all end up renting a 3 bedroom place together, and from what he tells me they still fool around every now and again, which i kinda believe since they're both pregnant again
My first son was conceived during a threesome. My partner and I actually met the girl through a website aimed for meeting people to have threesomes. We spoke on the net at first and then sms and then she came over. Stayed for a few days... and then it turned bad, tried to play me and my partner against each other, and then she got back with her ex and asked me to be with them... found out a few weeks later after we stopped speaking to her that I was pregnant. Bumped in to her and her ex a few weeks after that when me and my partner went shopping for our first baby outfit. Loved rubbing it in her face that I was pregnant. She got the last laugh. Turns out she had chylamdia and I got it off her and during labour I transferred it my son who got pneumonia and bad conjunctivitis from it!
My ex girlfriend and I were on and off for a while in college. One of her friends got married and my ex was asked to be a bridesmaid. She started to get a little smitten with the groomsman she was partnered with. I think they went on a date or two, but shortly thereafter, she found out he had been involved in a threesome. The couple he was with were trying to get pregnant for years without luck. He was pretty certain the kid was his. This was a deal breaker for her. At the time, I remember being relieved because I wanted her back.
I became pregnant under these circumstances. We were fairly sure whose it was, but we did a DNA test once baby was born, to confirm.
I personally did. I'm actually in the process of miscarrying the pregnancy.
Story goes like this - my ex best friend is polyamorous. She decided that she NEEDED to be with my husband. My marriage was struggling - poly came up in discussions. My husband latched on to the idea. We all began dating. I knew after one interaction that I was not in for it. They both decided it was because I have trust issues, not because I just wasn't interested. They fell in love, I was marked the jealous, prude who was unable to get out of the conformity of marriage. I was ruining the best thing they both had.
Fast forward, my husband and I split up. He goes to live with her. I'm devastated. She and him decide that the only way I can be with him again is if I am poly. I stupidly agree because I'm heartbroken and I don't want to throwaway 12 years of marriage. This time I wind up being the only one dating for now - this was their idea. So I could warm up to the idea. I agreed only thinking that maybe my husband would lose interest.
He did not. He wanted her and I was getting in the way. He began to get really mean, really abusive. I finally relented and said they could date again. They ran like the fucking wind with it. Wanting sleepovers, even though my husband would barely pay me any attention. He was glued to his phone.
She came over one night, after I told her not to. She proceeded to tear into me. When it was obvious that I didn't care, she got meaner and more aggressive and then eventually turned on the tears. My husband comforted her, the two of them decided they should snuggle down in our bed.
Basically, the threesome I participated in was nonconsensual, but sex is sex in my mind. I told them to bang while we were there because it was going to happen one way or the other (or it had already). I got pregnant.
I have since separated from my husband. No longer speak to her. They are dating. They've somehow decided that what they've done is okay and fine. They are dating from my understanding and I'm over here bleeding out the remains of that fucking awful night.
Have a friend (let's call him Mike) who is married to (Sarah) and they had a devil's threeway with one of the Mike's buddies. Sarah got prego. They never had a test or talked about it really they just all assumed it was his. Didn't really matter who's baby it "really" was, Mike was it's father. Everybody that partook understands that and I'm not sure if they're ever gonna tell the kid (Now 3 months) about the situation.
My friend was in an open marriage type deal where they slept with really whomever so long as there was a "hey, meet this person. If you like them as well, we're gonna fuck." WHALE! Needless to say, she ended up getting knocked up from all the threesomes and she came up to me asking me what the chances are that her husband isn't the father. "Well, how many times did the other guy bust in you?" "Only a couple of times." "And your husband?" "Only a couple of times." "You're going to want a paternity test." I stopped talking to them shortly after that, but I assume the child wasn't a bastard based on what everyone told me.
My husband and I decided to stop preventing pregnancy, but didn't get pregnant for two years. In the mean time, we both were making 'jokes' about having an ffm threesome... but I was serious and apparently so was he. I figured if we didn't have a baby, we may as well explore that fantasy instead. We were in our mid to late twenties, very attractive, and wanted to just hook up.
I found a sex club in our city, most of the time we are the youngest people there, and we proceeded to have many ffm and fffm hook ups at the club and outside of it.
We decided it wasn't always worth the membership costs to keep regularly perusing the club when there wasn't always someone we wanted to sleep with (poor us, I know). We started fooling with a dating app, and meeting hook ups that way. One of those hook ups was so good that we continued hooking up with her, and dropped our other extracurriculars to continue exclusively hooking up with her.
Two years later, we have a five month old, she was there for the conception (presumably), pregnancy, and for the delivery (which was great, she was so supportive of both of us). She and her primary male partner babysit and we (she, myself, my husband) are still hooking up.
my friend (guy - let's call him C) was in a relationship. He was in a relationship and one time his GF told him that her girl friend had just gotten over a tough breakup. So C did the kind thing and invited her for a threesome to help her get over it. Except C got a little too enthusiastic, and in the throes of his first threesome, climaxed in the friend's vagina hard, as his gf was being eaten out by the girl. C and his gf broke up 6 months later, he forgot all about it. another year goes by and he finds out he has a little girl from that ONE TIME. He's on good terms with the mother, but never wanted to be in couple with her. He has now married a diff woman, with whom he has another child.
I'm a guy, was in university and lived with 6 girls. Some would say that was pretty sweet - I didn't - they were the messiest, laziest bunch of girls, any who, I had a big crush on two of them, so put up with it. Quite regularly we'd chill, watch movies together.. I kinda took it my role to look after them when we'd go out - get rid of letches or some guys by 'pretending' to be one of their boyfriends, and helped them make their escape.
We all would prank each other day-to-day.. so we've done things like run round the block naked, hide in each others bedrooms and jump out or wear a mask late at night and scare each other, good bunch of friends. One evening, we're all together, drinking Tequila and playing spin the bottle and truth or dare.. We're getting slowly more and more hazy, but I remember saying on one of my truths that I had a huge crush on those 2. The next morning I wake up with those 2 girls in one of their beds. I just had my boxers on and were cuddling both of them either side of me. Still in my Tequila haze I look at both of them and wonder what the hell went on last night and why could I not remember probably the best night of my life.
The girls woke up and it was bliss... I thought all my numbers came up on the lottery.. and that peace and harmony reigned over the world. Angels sang. You know, that kind of stuff. Girls said it was the best night ever and it should happen again.. Girls left.. I fantasized for a few hours ;-) and hated myself for not remembering what happened.
A week or two later.. they both knocked on my door.. now remembering I'm a young, permanently horny guy, I thought that round 2 was coming and I was definitely not going to have a single drop of forgetful juice. They asked to talk.. We sat down and they said they wanted to chat about "that night"... awesome I thought... getting turned on by the second. They said they both were pregnant. My ass dropped out of my pants. They said that they both wanted to keep the babies and we could all raise them together, it would be fun they said..
In a flashes of logicality, thinking about dropping out of university, getting a job, supporting 2 babies and 2 mothers and living together, and the horror, yet strange excitement about it all. They said they would go and let me thinking about it.
For the rest of the day I was in a fog - not knowing what to do or how to feel. My horny side was YES! I've gotten together with the two most beautiful, nicest girls I've known. But with awesome power, comes awesome responsibility. I started to rationalize how I could make it all work. But it was going round and round in my head.
That evening the girls get home and we're all sat round the table. The 2 girls are sat there looking at each other. When they blurted out that it was all a joke. All the girls knew I had a crush on these 2.. they set the night up, as they were all drinking water and I was drinking the Tequila. Nothing happened that night but them putting me to bed and them all making it look like something did.
It was a strange mix of having the best prank that anyone has ever done with a slightly depressing bout of damn, I kinda wish it had happened!
I had a friend who was in an orgy that also involved his best friend and his best friends girl. My friend claims to have just came on his best friends girls belly but nobody really believes that shit.
She got pregnant and my friends mom offered to adopt the baby on the basis that she NEVER know her brother is really her father and never knowing her mother as anybody but my friends mom.
Shes about 8 now and looks identical to my buddy but still does t know or suspect her origins. Shes a spoiled rotten brat but also my friends mom is a textbook narcissist.
Its a whole clusterfuck that my friend wants to fix but hes in a legal battle with his mom over identity theft (she used his credit to buy a house) and is a little overwhelmed with all the wtf that needs to be addressed in his family.
This happened to me.
So I was just chilling with my main bitch, regular Saturday. Went to the park, ran around a bunch, then basically hung out on the couch for a while.
While we were at the park we both noticed this really really great looking female. My girl was really into her, they were running around together while we were playing frisbee. You could tell they were into each other by the way they kept smelling each others assholes.
Anyways fast forward to when we were home on the couch. We see the other bitch walk by the house, so we bring her inside. I gave both girls a full scoop of dry food with some wet food. They ate greedily.
....you can imagine where it goes from here....
Thanks for reading!
We aren't perfect. There's plenty of things in our pasts that we look back and cringe at.
That being said, sometimes those cringe moments go far past cringe. Sometimes they get to the point of no return awfulness because that's where our human nature took us in this moment.
He's Not Dead<p>When I was 17 my brother walked into a room where I was lying down on my back and stamped on my chest. </p><p>I saw red and stood up and punched him square in the face, unfortunately this was in a doorway in front of a staircase, which he fell down backwards and when he hit the wall at the bottom folded up in such a way I thought I'd killed him. </p><p>He didn't move for what seemed like forever and I was certain he was dead, the world just spinning out around me. </p><p>He wasn't dead, obviously, but knocked out briefly and he never laid a finger on me again, after being the kind of nasty bully who had spent much of my childhood just randomly beating on me for his own enjoyment.</p><p>Those were the longest seconds of my life.</p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/MrSpindles/" target="_blank">MrSpindles</a></p>
Complete And Total Taking Over<p>I don't know about "haunts" but it makes me cringe. In public school we had this thing in our school called 'Jumpstart for Kids' where you'd go around, often door to door, collecting money for this charity once a year. </p><p>Anyway I was 12 and I liked a boy in highschool and he convinced me to take the envelope and go door to door and collect money... to give to him so he could buy a drum set. </p><p>I walked around collecting from all these sweet people who told me I was so nice for collecting money for underprivileged kids. Fortunately I got caught and my parents made me donate it instead. So embarrassing.</p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/heather-rch/" target="_blank">heather-rch</a></p>
Scene Of The Crime<p>Provincial Park, pay shower, 12 years old, line-up to get in. Towards the end of my turn in the shower, get the urge to poop. Cannot hold it. Using a sock to smoosh the last of it down the drain, water turns off. Out of quarters. Put a towel over my head, run out of there past the line-up.</p><p> Get back to the camp site, immediately change clothes, shoes, hairstyle, put on a ball cap. Work up the courage to go by the area later on, it is all cordoned off. Hear people angrily discussing how someone took a dump in the shower.</p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/eskerhobolo/" target="_blank">eskerhobolo</a></p>
When Bullying A Bully Isn't Worth It<p>We had a camper in this large campground at a lake when I was growing up. Tons of families with kids riding bicycles and golf carts up and down the gravel roads through the property. </p><p>There was this one kid that was a few years older than me (I was 10, he was probably 12 or so) who's dad was the security guard and they lived on site and he was the biggest punk in the park. He'd try and wrestle you in the pool, throw rocks at you as you were fishing, ride off on your bike if you left it laying around, bully and hit smaller kids, even girls. </p><p>I was driving the golf cart down a pretty steep, gravel hill one day when I came up on him on his bike, going the same way as me. He never turned around to acknowledge I was there so I got up just to the side of him and turned HARD right into him. We were both going probably 10-15 miles an hour down this hill. </p><p>He took a nasty spill and rolled off the side of the road and wasn't moving. I kept on going, acting like nothing happened. We were completely isolated so no one saw me. I remember him getting taken away in an ambulance and hearing that he'd been hurt pretty bad.</p><p> I immediately felt remorse for what I'd done but never said a word to anyone. He or anyone else never had any idea I did it either. I look back now and think about how much of a financial strain I put on that family, seeing as how they were already living in a camper. That was a really REALLY evil thing I did and it still crosses my mind quite often.</p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/harp9r/" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">harp9r</a></p>
Not Hurting<p>So you know the carnival horses you can sit on outside of grocery stores (back in the 90's). Well I wanted to ride one and this sweet old woman tried to help me get on, slipped, and really really hurt herself falling into the ride. I just remember hearing her scream and I got scared and ran away.<br></p><p>I'm 31 years old and think about that day at least once a week.</p><p><span></span><a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/packhawk2689/" target="_blank">packhawk2689</a></p>
Gotta Get Up, Gotta Get Out<p>Easy. When I was 5, I burned my house down.</p><p>We were living in a small home, me, my sister, mom, dad. I was supposed to be in the bed, but I wanted a toy or <em>something</em> that was under my bed, and I didn't want to wake my parents by turning on my light... soooo I grabbed my dad's cigarette lighter and light the flame under my bed. Needless to say it went up like a match. </p><p>My dad tried to stomp the fire out after I started screaming fire, burning his leg horribly. My room and the source of the fire was blocking EVERY other bedroom from escape, so everyone had to jump out of a window. Funnily enough, I don't remember the world-class a** whipping I must have received for that. I just cringe at the thought that I almost killed all of us being a dumb kid.</p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/Paradigm_Pizza/" target="_blank">Paradigm_Pizza</a></p>
Escape<p>I was married to an insanely abusive man. After two years I escaped and he killed himself shortly after. Not sure if it was him avoiding charges, or avoiding his deployment but his family decided it was 100% my fault. They told the police I gave him the gun and encouraged him. </p><p>That was investigated and unfounded. What they didn't know was he'd scanned and emailed me his suicide note the wee hours of the morning of. The police didn't find the note. Of course I handed it over when they asked. His family would not believe I wasn't involved or at fault and harassed me for a long time. </p><p>If I got a job and they found out about it they'd call and leave so many complaints I'd get let go. Found out what I drove and had their other kids and their friends follow me. </p><p>I ended up having to leave that town and disappearing to avoid them. But before I did, I printed a copy of his suicide note, found his moms car at her job, and left it on the window shield. That note detailed the abuse his father put him through, his rage at his mother for never leaving him and making himself and his siblings live with the SOB. </p><p>That he never wanted me to blame myself, that this was his way of getting the hell away from them and the damage he caused. I felt pretty bad for awhile. But at the same time.... they literally wouldn't leave me alone and stalked me for 5 years.</p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/TinyTinasRabidOtter/" target="_blank">TinyTinasRabidOtter</a></p>
If You Give A Pup A Shower<p>Bored in the house one day alone when I was about 10, so decided to give my dog a shower, I genuinely loved my dog, he was my best friend growing up, but for some unknown reason I decided to turn the shower onto hot water only (extremely hot) and started showering him. There was a delay I guess in him reacting because his fur was so thick, which meant I kept it on him for a few seconds.</p><p>suddenly He started yelping like dogs do when in pain, his instincts were to not be aggressive or try to escape but just looked at me scared and confused.</p><p>I panicked smashed on the cold and cooled him down as quick as I could.</p><p>Fortunately he was not 'burnt' or had any ongoing issues, he never even lost trust in me.</p><p>I felt physically sick and ashamed in myself for days after, and obviously it still bothers me 20 years later.</p><p>The good thing to come from it is that I was so disturbed by my action that I have never knowingly inflicted pain on anyone or anything since.</p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/ChrisLeeHD/" target="_blank">ChrisLeeHD</a></p>
Caught In The Act<p>I was at school and for no reason at all, I eavesdropped a very private and delicate conversation between one of my teachers and her husband. </p><p>Then she opened the door and saw me eavesdropping. It was beyond humiliating and I deserved the scolding afterwards. I was young and stupid obviously, but when I remember the look on her face, I still cringe hard, even if it's been almost 20 years.</p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/naydeilinsei/" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">naydeilinsei</a></p>
Shunned<p>Second grade, I had a classmate (fake name Sasha) who was kinda awkward. Crooked teeth, quiet, not too bright. Didn't really have any friends within the class, though she did have some people she would hang out with at recess. </p><p>In any case, a boy in the grade above us, a friend of my brother's actually, for some reason decided to spread a rumor among all of us that Sasha had lice and to stay away from her. </p><p>I bought it without a second thought, and so did most of us; as far as I know, she wasn't particularly teased, but she was just shunned. No one talked to her. </p><p>She was around till the end of the year and didn't come back for third grade. No clue what happened to her, but I really hope we didn't mess her up too much.</p><p>Next summer, I got the worst case of head lice my pediatrician had ever seen. Karma, my dudes.</p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/Isabel79540/" target="_blank">Isabel79540</a></p>
I don't miss high school or the people in it. People who seem to have peaked in high school also weird me out. How? Why? I can definitely tell you that life got much more interesting the older I got (my 20s were way more fun than any of my time in high school). If you were to ask me if I have any regrets, I suppose I would say that I wish I had been more assertive and stood up for myself more. Depression has a way of complicating goals like that, though. Let me tell you: It feels nice to be so much healthier than I was then.
After Redditor Sub2735 asked the online community, "What's your biggest regret from high school?" people shared their stories.
"I'm sure the mentality..."<p>Being too shy, I'm sure the mentality that everyone hated me wasn't very good for making friends.</p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/lv5ytu/what_is_your_biggest_regret_from_high_school/gpad84o?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank">aeflare</a></p>
"I'm not sure how it could have gone differently..."<p>Dropping out. I am not sure how it could have gone differently, but I do wish it had. It was expensive to upgrade all that education to get into post-secondary, and I also missed out on a lot of social things.</p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/lv5ytu/what_is_your_biggest_regret_from_high_school/gpafhng?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank">DaughterEarth</a></p>
"I was already pretty cynical..."<p>I was told I had received a full-ride scholarship, so I stopped putting in any effort on other scholarships. When the time came, it wound up being awarded to someone who applied late, got it due to their family's income level, and then dropped out of college after one month. My first two years of college were a financial nightmare as I had to pay my own way on everything (except rent, as I lived at home and commuted across state lines for work and college). If I had $50 at the end of the month, that was a damn good month. I couldn't get student loans and my parents refused to help, so I had worked out a deal with the financial office at college to pay something like $550 a month, which was about 90% of my income.</p><p>I regret not confronting whoever made that decision about the scholarship. I somewhat regret not putting in the effort to get other scholarships at the same time, but I can't blame myself for it either.</p><p>I was already pretty cynical at that point, but that was when I realized just how quickly your back becomes a knife block for someone else's optics.</p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/lv5ytu/what_is_your_biggest_regret_from_high_school/gpalo5m?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank">A_Garbage_Account</a></p>
"I used to daydream..."<p>I used to daydream about going back one day and burning it to the ground, but it's just been demolished by land developers. So I guess that dream's dead.</p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/lv5ytu/what_is_your_biggest_regret_from_high_school/gpafcpx?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank">EducationTangle06</a></p>
I suppose the phrase, "Always follow your dreams"...<p>...doesn't apply in this case.</p>
"Acting like a clown..."<p>Acting like a clown, annoying everyone to the point where no one really stayed in contact with me after, and taking my precious little charter school for granted.</p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/lv5ytu/what_is_your_biggest_regret_from_high_school/gpae5ak?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank">SalFunction12</a></p>
I have a friend who has expressed similar concerns about his time in high school.<p>He ended up spending his college years going to therapy and maturing. His clownish antics were a coping mechanism for a lot of crap going on in his life at the time. He's happier and healthier now and that's what matters.</p>
"To be fair..."<p><span>Dating my best friend. To be fair that's how I found out a lot of people weren't really my friends but getting ghosted afterward really hurt.</span></p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/lv5ytu/what_is_your_biggest_regret_from_high_school/gpasudw?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank">kannacantplay</a></p>
"She got tired..."<p>I took my crush to Daft Punk Alive 2007 instead of my best friend. She wasn't responding all day, and I was with my friend. We were about to leave when she called. She'd been with her boyfriend all day and had forgotten about the concert. I took her. My buddy was disappointed but cool about it.</p><p>She got tired of being on the floor halfway through so we sat in the bleachers. We started walking out before the encore because she wanted to get home sooner.</p><p>Always wanted to take my buddy to a Daft Punk show after that, and was going to, no matter where or how much it cost. But I'll never get the chance.</p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/lv5ytu/what_is_your_biggest_regret_from_high_school/gpbd6so?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank">spanishgrapelaw</a></p>
"Looking back now..."<p>I regret not telling my crushes how I felt about them. Looking back now, I know that those puppy love relationships probably wouldn't have developed into anything long term and I no doubt would've had my heart broken when they inevitably ended but, I can't help but wonder: What if?</p><p>Having cultivated a host of insecurities by the time I got to high school, I was really good at hiding my inner thoughts and feelings - I also probably didn't see myself very clearly. So, I just assumed that there was zero chance of my crushes reciprocating my feelings and never said anything to them about it. I also probably sub-consciously ignored any signs that they were interested in me (again, didn't see myself clearly, was very insecure).</p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/lv5ytu/what_is_your_biggest_regret_from_high_school/gpazwl2?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank">Vegoceraptor</a></p>
"The world is wider..."<p>Not engaging with opportunities available to me and just looking at it like a holding pen just before adulthood.</p><p>It may seem hokey, but join clubs, try out lots of sports, pursue interests, pay attention in class and engage with your peers.</p><p>The world is wider for adolescents than I allowed myself to believe it was at the time.</p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/lv5ytu/what_is_your_biggest_regret_from_high_school/gpaxnsf?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank">Big_Requirement_3540</a></p>
"I already knew I was quitting..."<p>Senior year I had the option of a guaranteed internship and doing half days at school. Turned it down because my parents wanted me to be in band (and I enjoyed it so didn't put up a fight).</p><p>I already knew I was quitting when I went to college. The internship would have been great experience to propel my studies/career.</p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/lv5ytu/what_is_your_biggest_regret_from_high_school/gpatszd?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank">ClubbsMcLubbs</a></p>
High school isn't easy.<p>Nor is it particularly fun for a lot of people. Remember how awful being a teenager was? Remember what it was like to feel like you were at the whim of your hormones all the time? It's an emotional rollercoaster. It's no wonder so many people would rather close the book on high school once it's over (or have some regrets related to their time there).</p><p>Have your own stories? Feel free to share them in the comments below.</p>
When we are on the outside looking in, it can feel so obvious that a relationship is doomed.
When we offer advice to friends, family, or people oversharing at a party, the correct next move often seems wildly obvious: get out of that relationship.
Enough Was Enough<p>"He was mentally ill, possibly with Paranoid Personality Disorder, definitely delusional, maybe schizophrenic. I was accused of all types of things, affairs, being part of plots to 'get' him, even urinating on his toothbrush."</p><p>"I stayed for 3 years after I knew I no longer loved him because I knew he would spiral without someone to look after him. He had destroyed every relationship with his friends and family because they were all also out to 'get' him."</p><p>"I finally told him I would only stay if he got help, which he refused. So I left."</p><p>"I was right about him spiralling. He went from sharehouse to sharehouse as all the other tenants were 'out to get him'. He eventually ended up homeless for a while is now facing 18 different charges so will probably end up in jail."</p><p>-- <a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/lv3k1j/seriouspeople_who_have_stayed_with_someone_they/gpal6ip?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank">damekl</a></p>
An Unfortunately Common Response to Fading Love<p>"She threatened to kill herself and even though I wanted out of the relationship, i didnt want her to be hurt or die. I remember us arguing about something very trivial but she was getting very upset. She walked out mid conversation and came back with cuts all over her legs and thighs."</p><p>"I tried getting help from parents, school counselors, doctors. None helped. So i just tried to manage as much as I can. Eventually she joined the military & moved away and that was the moment I was finally free."</p><p>"Years wasted though."</p><p>-- <a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/lv3k1j/seriouspeople_who_have_stayed_with_someone_they/gpab7fm?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank">corazon_im_hurt</a></p>
A Bare Bones Story<p>"Short version: domestic violence."</p><p>"Long version: I was afraid to leave because I believed he would find me and kill me."</p><p>"Conclusion: He pushed me too far and I ran."</p><p>-- <a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/lv3k1j/seriouspeople_who_have_stayed_with_someone_they/gpaizjk?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank">AliceMorgon</a></p>
Tipping Over the Edge<p>"He was a violent drug addict and I was scared of what he may do if I left. I never truly loved him but our relationship became very codependent very quickly."</p><p>"He cheated on me, took advantage of the fact that I had a car and money, but I still stayed because he was always threatening to kill himself or to kill my cats."</p><p>"Then one night he literally backed me into a corner and tried to punch me in the head so that finally made me open my eyes and realize I had to get out."</p><p>-- <a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/lv3k1j/seriouspeople_who_have_stayed_with_someone_they/gpb5z6l?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank">Theging96666</a></p>
Optics<p>"She's terminally ill, and dying of Cancer, even though she is abusive now, and was before, I can't really leave, the social pressure to be a *good man* plus the cost of divorce and everything else is just too much, at this point it's just easier to wait it out."</p><p>"Plus I really like her family, and if I left her when she was sick...it would pretty much kill that relationship."</p><p>-- <a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/lv3k1j/seriouspeople_who_have_stayed_with_someone_they/gpbm18j?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank">Boise_State_2020</a></p>
Always a Reason to Stay<p>"We were living together at 16, she cheated on me and I told her I wanted her to leave, she begged me not to send her back to her moms house because they have like 8 people in a 2 bedroom house and because she would've had nowhere else to go."</p><p>"I was 16 I didn't know how to handle a girl literally begging me so I let her stay against my better judgement and it created a hurtful cycle of falling in and out of love."</p><p>"Feeling like things could get better and then having my world come crashing down every time I look at her because I think of reading the message of the guy saying he loved watching her get on top of him."</p><p>"A couple of years go by and we're not in love, just tolerating each other at this point and then we got pregnant, stayed together through the pregnancy but the stress was too much for both of us and caused fighting, sleeping apart, more cheating."</p><p>"When the baby was born she had finally turned 18 and we moved away our relationship got much better with each other, we're best friends now and are just trying our best to raise our daughter to be healthy and happy and know she's loved."</p><p>"Neither of us had good childhoods."</p><p>-- <a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/lv3k1j/seriouspeople_who_have_stayed_with_someone_they/gpa47ed?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank">Lapidot-Wav</a></p>
For the In-Laws<p>"I lived with a man I never loved. His mum was also living with us and I loved her more than my own biological mum."</p><p>"She was the nicest, kindest and the most caring soul I have ever met in my life. I left that man when he told me that he knew I was only with him because of his mum. That was 20 years ago but I still miss her every single day."</p><p>-- <a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/lv3k1j/seriouspeople_who_have_stayed_with_someone_they/gpbz7av?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank">Mayfl21</a></p>
A Sudden Shift<p>"I was with my wife for 14 years. For at least half of that, I wasn't happy with the relationship. But I had decided I was ok with it because everything about our life together was acceptable, for lack of a better word."</p><p>"We owned a house, made good money, got along well, shared hobbies, etc. We were basically roommates/best friends who just didn't love each other the way you would normally expect from a married couple."</p><p>"When the pandemic hit, and we were forced to stay home more and spend time with each other EVERY DAY, we started to get a better sense of how well we actually tolerated each other. It didn't go well."</p><p>"She ended up getting really into online gaming and met some other guys and basically cheated on me. In retrospect, it was obvious it would reach that point."</p><p>"But I was content to stay there as long as I could because it was a comfortable life with very little stress and obligation."</p><p>-- <a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/lv3k1j/seriouspeople_who_have_stayed_with_someone_they/gpaadi2?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank">knucklehead923</a></p>
Slow Fade<p>"I was no longer as 'in love' with her. But I still loved her. After years together it could become tricky to figure out exactly what It's just a lull and what is it really going away."</p><p>"I was still living with my best friend. But ended it because once we really realized that I wasn't feeling the same way anymore. I was just hurting her for me to stay since she was still in love."</p><p>-- <a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/lv3k1j/seriouspeople_who_have_stayed_with_someone_they/gpa6h2s?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank">collin3000</a></p>
Wise, But a Little Sad<p>"We have good chemistry and built a life together. After a lot of years, love comes and goes. It is like the seasons."</p><p>"As cold as it can be in the winter, if you put the effort in, the spring will always come back."</p><p>-- <a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/lv3k1j/seriouspeople_who_have_stayed_with_someone_they/gpa41jl?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank">Aizpunr</a></p>
Some people don't take breakups very well. And those that don't can sometimes engage in behavior that others might view as bothersome, unsettling, even toxic.
Others engage in abusive behavior during the relationship, a major red flag that some people might not take seriously until it's too late.
After Redditor XYZ3110 asked the online community, "What's the creepiest thing an ex has done?" people shared their stories.