Worst thing you have ever done?

screwed my friends girlfriend when she was pregnant.....whoops...when i look back on my shady smackhead years i cant beleive some of the shit i pulled. im mortified to this day..thank fuck thats all in the past,,
 
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Turning my back on my family year after year, people that would kill for me taking them for granted, knowing that one day ( probably on my parents death bed) ill look back an kick myself in the face for not doing everything in my power to be a good son, Im aware of the neglect and pain i cause them every day, as it happens, before it happens and after. yet i sit here an do NOTHING about it..It has no effect on me, but i know when the day comes it will be the worst pain ive ever felt in my life, nothing is worse than letting people that depend on you down, when u know damn well u can give them the world. *Numb* I feel as though im surrounded by death an selfishness, 22 yrs old an the number of funerals ive been to out numbers wedding 10:1, i see dispear and hopelessness every min of every day, yet dont attempt to make a change, even knowing the smallest things can make such a difference.
Am I alone on this one...? wheres the key that'll set this world free?
To you it makes no sense, to me...its a way of life, one with only negative outcomes.
This is a journey the heavens will never forget.
 
crevan said:
told my bestfriend as a kid that if he was gonna threaten suicide, fucking do it, I thought he wouldnt. I still can smell the blood and taste it and visualize every gory bit. I guess not every Bah wah cry is a faker.... i will always hold myself responsible for his death ALWAYS.

Told my bestfriend's mom to fuck off and die of the "pig flu" after her being a bitch to me. She died last month of H1N1.

Told my fiancee to die and fuck off. Just found out 2 days ago that he's dying of prostate cancer and multi organ failure.

Shit, maybe I should wish I would win the lottery. Maybe I'd get lucky there too...... ??
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You sound determined to hold yourself responsible for your friend's death.
I am sure it was a horrible, sad situation, but your friend is ultimately responsible, not you.
You might feel bad about what you said (in that case, and in the other cases you mentioned), but you did not kill your friend.
Also, you were a child.
Children can and should be forgiven for anything.
I think that you should forgive yourself.
You might find that your entire life opens up in a new, good way if you can do it.
 
I guess some people would judge this to be pretty bad:

Once, when I was 16, I snuck into a church with a friend, carrying powdered milk and cocoa powder.
We made the church's holy water into holy chocolate milk.
(I always wanted to see the people's faces when they discovered it.)

I don't have any stories like the really bad ones I have read here.
But this thread has been quite an eye-opener.
I keep re-visiting, and am never disappointed.
 
I hate that I have stole money and pawned shit that didn't belong to me.
 
slimvictor said:
I guess some people would judge this to be pretty bad:

Once, when I was 16, I snuck into a church with a friend, carrying powdered milk and cocoa powder.
We made the church's holy water into holy chocolate milk.
(I always wanted to see the people's faces when they discovered it.)
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I have one year left of being a teenager i.e. one year left of doing dumb stuff. I'm going to make a list...and this is going on it.
 
mav3rick said:
Around a decade ago, I repeatedly stabbed an extremely abusive immediate family member..

I was very young, very angry and very over being beaten black & blue day after day. No excuse I know.. I regret it every single day, a little more now considering that person died about three days ago.. That's the worst thing I've ever done..
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Sounds like a pretty damned good excuse to me. Abuse can be so traumatic and it's natural to want to defend yourself against it.
 
slimvictor said:
I guess some people would judge this to be pretty bad:

Once, when I was 16, I snuck into a church with a friend, carrying powdered milk and cocoa powder.
We made the church's holy water into holy chocolate milk.
(I always wanted to see the people's faces when they discovered it.)

I don't have any stories like the really bad ones I have read here.
But this thread has been quite an eye-opener.
I keep re-visiting, and am never disappointed.
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Hahaha thats not bad, that's excellent!!
 
dokomo said:
Sounds like a pretty damned good excuse to me. Abuse can be so traumatic and it's natural to want to defend yourself against it.
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Thanks for saying that.. It's hard to accept though but as time progresses I start to feel a bit better etc..

Btw, the chocolate milk-holy water thing is awesomely amazing!!! :D

Gave me a really good laugh, hehe..

<3 Mav
 
When I was 14 I broke into the neighbors house sometime during summer. I took their coke from the fridge and sat in the living room watching TV with the a/c on. I spent my whole afternoon there. At some point a got bored and went back home.
 
there's a bunch of little things, even tho I never caused harm to an animal or so, I really like pets

the worst period of my ego life was between 8 and 12-13 years old, because I was very mean to my classmates, I bit the crap out of them weekly, just for fun

but there are two things I really regret, I'll describe for you



When I was at the eight grade I moved to another school and from the beggining I became a friend of a blond girl, she was an incredible good friend.. and from the beggining I knew she had a crush on me

By the time I had never kissed a girl, because it took me forever to mature (or not, as I'll demonstrate)

Important fact: my friends thought that she was freaking ugly and fat, and they used to make fun of her behind her back. I can tell you that she was not ugly, she was a little bit cute.. she just wasn't THAT good looking, and definitly not fat.. they were just immature kids, worst than I was..

After 4 pleasant months of friendship, and having no guts to kiss her, I sort of told her "I'm really liking someone.. go to the ladies room, look ahead and you'll figure it out". So she went there, and of course there were nobody else, just the mirror.. so she looked to the mirror and got my message

A couple of days later I was leaving a soccer game (which I was playing) at the school, and I met her outside.. I asked her out, planning on kiss her on some kind of date.. we talked a bit and she just kissed me (and I was dirty and stinking at hell.. that was my very first kiss), it was freaking weird..

So we started having something, but of course I denied everything to my friends, cause I was affraid of they mucking me.. but she kind of told one of them.. then he asked me.. and I told him "of course not, she's so ugly"..

During a few weeks I was confused, I decided I should get rid of here, I don't know why but I think it's because of my friends.. I was trying to find excuses to argue with her, to break up.. but she always took the offenses and apologized, she was really into me

So the winter vacation arrived, and I went to visit my father (who lives almost 1000 miles away) and didn't even think of telling her

So the first vacation day I was at mIRC (fever by then) and she came to ask me if I really traveled and why I didn't tell her.. I just replied to her something like "dude, leave me alone, stop complaining, I don't want you anymore" (I consider this the worst action of my life)

She got desperated, begging for me to not do this, she even told me "XXXXXXXX, I LOVE YOU!!" (first time a girl says that to me).. but I didn't mind.. breaking up with her, even online (ridiculous) was a relief..

Back to school I just ignored her.. she came to just says hi and I turned my back to her like a stubborn child.. what a shame

A couple of months later I realized how prick I was, and started feeling so guilty.. I wanted to apologize to her several times, but I never had the guts to do it...
 
Second story:


When I was 15, me and a couple of friends were drunk out our minds.. it was 5am and all the city was closed... nothing else to do.. I was so retarted that I pissed at the bareky door..

Then I decided to prank-call someone... my friend gave me a number and the name of the boy (this boy was his friend, I dunno why he gave it to me, I think he's a dumbass too).. he also told me the name of his parents and some valuable information

As I called the number, his mother picked up and I asked for P. (the boy). she told me P. was sleeping, and she didn't want to wake him up.. and asked what it was about.. thats when it got nasty:

"Darling, I'm gonna be straight to you. P. got some of my mercadory and he did not pay me.. do you know how much in trouble he is? he thinks he can fool me.. he's fucked up! where is G. (his dad)? he's sleeping too? I know everything about you, you'll get my revenge.."

The conversation last for half an hour, just threats and so.. and I went home to sleep

The day after I was at another friend's house and he was talking to P. in the internet.. he asked P. if he was going to the party that night, P. replied: "I can't dude, some motherfucker called my house last night and made up to my mother that I had a drug debt.. my father bit the crap out of me the hole day and I'm grounded for life.."

I was sober by this fact, but at the same time I felt guilty and thought it was incredible funny..

Funniest fact: the next year we were classmates at the english school (I'm from south america) and we became kind of friends.. we didn't share a lot of our lives but we talked a lot about trivial things through the years ahead.. of course he doesn't know what I did, and he will never.. nowadays I moved and he moved, we won't meet ever again, hopefully, because I regret big time this story
 
Don't even know where to start.

There was a morning I went into school after a couple cans of Polish lager, quite intoxicated as I'd taken 130mg of diazepam the night before. Naturally, I had to urinate but didn't really feel like walking for half a minute, so I sat on the edge of my chair at the back of the room, unzipped, and pissed all over the floor. I'm amazed I never got into any trouble over this as a teacher was in the room and half the class were laughing hysterically. Another class erupted in laughter that day when I was texting under the table and the teacher asked "what have you got in your hands". :D
Mixing benzos and school never really ended well for me. :)
 
slimvictor said:
Once, when I was 16, I snuck into a church with a friend, carrying powdered milk and cocoa powder.
We made the church's holy water into holy chocolate milk.
(I always wanted to see the people's faces when they discovered it.)

I don't have any stories like the really bad ones I have read here.
But this thread has been quite an eye-opener.
I keep re-visiting, and am never disappointed.
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I see this as harmless childish antics not a horrible act(although I could care less about church/religion and wish I would have thought of this when I was younger!). I'm sure most people would think this is fairly fucked up. When I was around 13 I told my father that I was happy he was dying of terminal cancer when he asked me if I was after he broke down my door for some reason(he was trying to fight me all day that day). I used to tell him all the time as a child and I still felt the same way since he hadn't changed in the slightest since then. I'm sure no one else will look at it like this but I felt it would be much worse to lie to a dying mans face then telling him the truth and possibly hurting him(besides the fact he could have had my love anytime he wanted all he had to do was treat me correctly).
 
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