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I had gotten out of the military and my wife and I had moved to a place where we had no friends or family. We had 2 little kids and in no way was I interested in being a family man.

In all reality, I was looking for a way out and PTSD was in full effect. So, one day I just packed a bag while my wife was at school and pawned some things to get some cash, so I wouldn't leave her with nothing.

When she got home we were actually really civil with each other and we were talking about the future, but I had made up my mind. I told her I had to run to the store, and she said okay and I said okay, and then my daughter ran up to me said "Daddy! Get me a surprise!" I tried not to cry right there the parking lot for a good 20 minutes crying. I ended up going to Walmart, got my kids some toys, and my wife some Hostess snowballs.

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The kids were so happy and my wife was looking at me weird, but never said anything. From then on I just fought against myself to always be there and this year my wife and I celebrated our 20 year anniversary.

I was hanging out at friend's house when my mom texts me to inform me that my girlfriend is on her way back from college to surprise me. Extremely happy but shocked because my girlfriend hated this dude, so I prefer not to tell her that I was at this friend's place and had recently told her I was home.

I call my mom to ask when will she be home? She said "anytime now" and I freaked out. I run out of this friend's house without informing him that I am leaving. I jump in the car and start flying home on a road I should definitely not be flying on. As God fated, I pass a cop and see him hit his brakes in my rearview. I instinctively floor it over the hill, pull into a parking lot, and cut my lights off (nighttime). Few seconds pass and I see him fly by with his wee-woos on. With no time to spare I pull back out soon after and finish flying home. Run inside, jerk my clothes off, lay on the couch, turn on the tv, and she knocks on the door not 5 seconds later.

Mission Accomplished? Not yet, as soon as she enters, mom asks me "When did you come home?

Story #1 -. How my running and hiking adventures turned out? A few years ago I lived in a tiny condo right next to a few trails in San Diego. I was on a pretty strict running & hiking routine. One night it got dark faster than expected. A man who appeared to be about 6'3" approached me as I was nearing the end of my hike. He told me; with a smirk on his face, to be careful as there are many things that could hurt me when the sun goes down.

The next day as I'm exiting my back gate he's standing there as if he's waiting for me. He introduced himself and admitted he's been watching me for awhile. I decided to pretend like I was grabbing something from my car and went back into my house. For the next few days I see this guy circling my condo, he was always walking around day and night. I checked the Megan's law website and surprise, there he was. Multiple charges including rape by force or fear and child pornography. I decided to contact his parole officer and he immediately returned my call and stated me to use extreme caution. He said he would do what he could to get him out of the neighborhood. After that call I thankfully never saw him again. Story #2 -. Sitting at the red light at the edge of the town ! I was 19 driving back home from my then boyfriend's house and stopped at a red light on the very edge of town, like city lights behind me but corn fields and shelter belts ahead of me, because it's like 2 in the morning I'm the only one sitting at the red light. No other car stopped near me, everyone just passed the light.

Few seconds later, I saw something moving in my peripherals and because of my location I thought it was gonna be a deer, I didn't look back and waited for the light to turn green. I felt that someone was watching me and running towards me, so I turned my head and locked eyes with a man maybe in his 50s creeping towards my car. When he saw that I saw him he froze and it was then then that I noticed he had a tire iron. I ran the red light and sped out of there.

Happened another time, on the same road but this was around 12 midnight, except I didn't see him until he attempted to open the door, which was thankfully locked. Ran that light so fast!

Now I avoid going out at night at less crowded place and now it's my habit to lock the doors whenever I sit in a car.

Story #1 - Right time to go ? My uncle was in the end stages of pancreatic cancer. My mom called me in a panic telling me he was going to take all his pain meds at once to end it. I told her I understood completely and she should just leave him be.

Then I called him and we talked, a really nice conversation actually- catching up on what my kids were up to, how things were going, etc. And I told him I supported his decision completely, it was his life and his choice. And he told me "I'll be straight with you, Novarunner-I'm not having anyone wipe my ass for me." And we had a laugh. Then I told him goodbye, and a couple days later I got word he had passed on--on his own terms. I miss him, but I am glad he got to choose at the end.

I'm glad I supported his decision to go out how he wanted. Story #2 - Once I slept through a... *In college*

Woke up to roommates bed creaking, I shoot up to see what the hell is going on. There I see some woman on her back with her legs full spread eagle and my roommate just pile driving it like it was his last day on earth. He usually does that and I have strong sleep so I don't get up.

Like a good bro I quickly lie back down and pretend to be asleep. Her: (in between gasps of air) "Is your roommate awake?" Him: "Naw he sleeps through anything." They didn't notice that I was awake.

Cut to next morning. I casually get up and turn on my Playstation 2 and start playing some random game. Roommates fling gets up and casually comes over and sits next to me. Her: "Good morning *my name*"Me: "Good morning *her name*" Her: "Did you sleep good last night?"Me: "Yeah, I can sleep through anything." It took them a second to get that.

Stroy #1 - I didn't know who my colleague really was! I started working at Home Depot around 2005 and was somewhat of an introvert. I graduated in 2004 and really struggled breaking out of the high school mentality and not having a set group of friends to hang out with. So I start at Home Depot and a guy named Nick I work with invites me out drinking, I'm only 19 at the time, but he's a few years older. We ended up becoming very good friends but haven't necessarily breached the emotional shit beyond chicks. We used to go out pretty often back then.

Fast forward a few months and my step-mom's mother dies. Pretty bleak stuff and I really just have my family to talk to, which of course isn't the same at all. I'm kinda struggling, my buddy Nick is drifting away as well and the day of the funeral comes. It's towards the end and I walk up to say my final goodbyes, look over, Nick is there staring at me dumbfounded. We high five, hug, and find out he's my step mom's nephew and we were both drifting away because we didn't have anyone to bring real shit to (outside of family). Been best friends since. Stroy #2 - How I started hating my prestigious job? I graduated law, and got engaged to the girl I had been with through university. We both applied for the same graduate program and ended up working in the same office in Canberra.

Three months before our wedding I found out she was cheating on me with our mutual boss, and I broke it off with her. It got really, really ugly and the two of us ended up in a very bitter court case over property.

Canberra is a pretty small city and the legal world is pretty bloody small there, too, and everywhere I went I bumped into my ex. It was beginning to seriously get me down, and I applied for an Australian government overseas development job in Tuvalu, a pacific island. It's quite a prestigious job to a two year contract on a rotating basis.

get, with only two positions offered for 140K

I was successful in the application and moved on-island to start my posting. To discover that my ex was the other successful applicant.

I spent the next two years sharing a tiny office on a tiny island with the person that I quite honestly loathe more than any other in the world.

Story #1 - A guy shows up at my door ! June 1, 2018. My husband had kissed me goodbye and gone to work. I was cleaning the house for company who was coming to stay the weekend. The doorbell rang. There was a man at my door who introduced himself as the husband of a woman who my husband worked with. He was there to tell me that my husband and his wife were having an affair. He had busted them about six months prior and had told his wife that she had to end the affair. He thinks that she did end it for about three months, but then they started up again. When he found out they were at it again, he called my husband (because he knew if he confronted him in person, he'd be in a jail cell for what he'd have done). On the phone, he told my husband to leave his wife alone or else he would come and tell me everything that was happening. Apparently, my husband thought that he was bluffing.

So I was literally the last to know. My husband never came home again. He got an Airbnb and a lawyer. The divorce was December 21, 2018. We had been together for 24 years. Still hurts. Story #2 - My college bf. I was the mistress in a marriage. The guy was an old bf from high school, we dated off and on. When we were off he would date this girl Kelly, and when we broke up for the final time he went and married her. Almost a year after we broke up, I was back in town on summer break from college and ran into him at my summer job.

He gave me this sob story about how Kelly wanted a divorce and was taking his kid from him. I (stupidly) believed him, we exchanged numbers, started talking daily. He invited me over to "his" apartment, showed me his divorce paperwork, and ultimately things got sexual for a couple weeks.

One day I swung by to pick up a pair of earrings I'd forgotten the day before. His best friend from high school answered the door. I asked if guy was around, best friend said no why would he? Turned out Guy was actually house sitting for best friend, it wasn't his apartment. Best friend also informed me that Guy and Kelly were in the process of BUYING A HOUSE, their marriage was fine.

I was livid and disgusted. I went to work the following day, and in walks Kelly. I ask her what she's doing later that night and if she's available to talk. We meet up after I get off and I lay it all out for her. She teared up a bit, but ultimately she was pissed. She gives me their address and tells me to show up there unannounced the next day.

I do and Guy is white as a sheet trying to get me to leave. Kelly shows up and they end up in a screaming match. So Guy ended up getting divorced and settled with a chunk of child support because Kelly informed the right people about Guys pot plants. None of us talk anymore. When I think about it, I have to shower at least twice.

Story #1 - My stepdad's a Superman! Stepdad used to run the Iron Man equivalent in our area. Also had the absolute conviction found in his generation that Justice was always on his side. Also he always slept naked (which I learned as a result of this incident).

One late summer night two idiot kids tried to steal his truck out of his driveway. He sees this happening from his bedroom window and goes tearing out of the house, totally nude, and chases these two terrified kids for blocks screaming "I'M GONNA GET YOU!". The kids keep running on the small lane and dad keeps chasing them.

He manages to tackle one of them and the other kid surrenders himself, dad threatens to call the police and the cops were on the scene already because obviously some concerned neighbour noticed this happening at 2am in our sleepy little town. God only knows what that 911 call sounded like, we can see a naked man chasing two kids, lol.

Probably a good thing the cop already knew the kid as a car thief. He hung out with the sobbing teen and suggested my stepdad sit in the cruiser till my mom could bring him some pants. Story #2 - Momma bear in the hood! I grew up in a pretty shaky

neighborhood. Lots of drugs, prostitutes, petty criminals.

My older brother and I were in high school at the time and we would get home before my parents.

For about a week, a man in a truck was sitting outside of our house at the same time every day when we got home, like he was waiting for us. Just sitting in the drivers seat, not looking at us or talking to us, just sitting there. It was really creepy but we just ignored him and went inside. My mom knew this was going on but he was always gone by the time she came home.

One day, he was still there when she got home. BIG MISTAKE. Momma bear 110K came out. She went up to the truck, pounded on his window, and started screaming at him to get the fuck away from her house and if she ever sees him there again she's going to kill himDislike My mom is 5'1 but pure fury. Not someone to fuck with. We never saw him again.

Story #1 - The 180 degrees turn. At my work we host weddings.

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A few years ago the groom and one of our waitresses were caught having sex on the ninth green by the maid of honour. Families of the groom and bride were out in the garden enjoying drinks. We were searching one of the waitress who wasn't picking the call and we couldn't find her. The maid of honour accidently found the waitress but with the groom in an unseeable condition and this had to be told to both the families.

The 180 degree turn of drunk happy people to incredibly angry drunk people was insane, the families were screaming at each other the bride was crying, the mother of the bride was crying, the dad was being held back cause he was gonna finish the groom (understandable). The groom was just standing while looking down and didn't say a word. Groom's father was apologising but the bride's father was seriously uncontrollable and he beated the s*** out of the groom. We ended up calling the police, they came and escorted the grooms family out the door (some of the smart grooms family took off right away when they heard). It all happened within an hour. Story #2 - The Dj loses the power at the wrong moment. At a reception, my wife and I were on the dance floor and I reeeealy had to fart. I figured I'd do it while the music was loud. I stood back a little from her and let it rip the very second the DJ lost power. Everyone looked our way and saw me looking at my wife. They looked at my wife. She ran off in a huff.

Then I still had bad gas and was looking for s place to let it rip. The hall had some bay doors to a balcony, so I backed my ass out the doors and blasted ass. I turned around to close the doors and saw the bride and groom were out there having an alone moment that I just farted on.

Story #1 - My best friend - The Devil's Daughter. I was in what I later realized was a very bad relationship, but at the time, this dude was like a religion to me. I was crazy about him. My best friend at the time was sort of a mean girl, but I wasn't very good at making friends so I put up with her being cruel to people.

Anyway, that relationship started getting abusive, but I kept with it because you know; I was young and stupid. I convinced myself that if I tried a little harder, everything would just fix itself. It didn't, and after a few months, we broke up.

Some time later, I was at a party, and my "friend" was a bit drunk. She told me while laughing the entire time, how she and my ex were sleeping with each other two weeks after we started dating. She details about how they would have sex while he was talking to me on the phone and then laugh about it, how they used to sneak around to sleep with each other.

This was the girl I would cry to when my ex would abuse me.

She didn't seem to have any idea that what she was saying wasn't funny. She actually thought that I would think it was funny too. Story #2 -. The Story that will give you hope. We have been friends for like 5 years. I'd always liked her from the start but didn't want to risk the friendship. Turns out she was thinking the same thing the whole time. She was just a physically affectionate friend to everyone, so I didn't think anything of her constantly touching me in ways that would usually be considered flirting. We were close but none of us ever expressed anything.

At some point one of our mutual friends, who I hadn't told, let slip by accident that she had a mega crush on my friend, and she said it was true, I confided my feelings as well, and we got busy fast, because we both felt we'd spent enough time together to be year and a half, and we're still together and still in that honeymoon phase. I think I might propose her on our two year anniversary, and that is accidentally the same date when she turns 24.

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I'm a very lucky dude, and I know everyone won't be so lucky, but there is hope my dudes.

Story #1.-. I was 19 and we had been seeing each other for 6 months and he calls and tells me he slept with someone else the night before (I lived a hour away). I broke up with him right away. Couple days later I'm thinking about it and I hadn't had a period in awhile so I take a pregnancy test and I'm pregnant. I tell him and he tells me he will take care of us and we are a team now and will do it together.

My friends warned me that this is not the right guy, he's been flirting with most of my friends, but with a person can get matured attitude, I thought he'll be grown up now. So I forgive him, he told me right away and I'm young and freaked out.

Four years later we get married. Years after that we have another kid. We buy a house in the suburbs, both work, go on dates, ride our bikes and we're just a perfect happy family. I trusted him completely. Took awhile but we had over done so much at a young age. 6 months ago he sits me down and admits that he had slept with over 10 different women this whole time. Story #2 -. I was 19 and casually seeing a girl. Then one day I found a lump in one of my testicles while I was taking a shower. Went to the doctor and it turned out that it was cancer and that they would have to remove it. Oh, and I would have to have at least 2 rounds of the most intensive chemo out there if I wanted to not die. There was also the very strong chance that I would be sterile for the rest of my life. Realizing that this was something that I might not survive I ended things and dropped off the face of the planet for the girl I was seeing, as I didn't want to end up being the dead boyfriend. She found out what was going on though and basically insisted that she be with me through it all. She came to every single 8-10 hour chemo session and helped me through recovery. Fast forward 6 years and we are happily married with 2 kids and our 3rd on the way.