We all have that one big lie we told our parents that we dont ever want to talk about throughout our lifetime. But little did we know, some people have bigger lies than ours. Below are just a few of the revelations weve gathered.
When I was in 7th grade or so I think the parents of my class collectively agreed on alcohol being okay at parties as long as parents were present.
When I got to our version of high school it was the teachers selling alcohol at the bar of the school parties.
Incidentally my country has the highest youth alcohol consumption. I’m sure its not related.
I told my parents I befriended a tattoo artist who gave me a free tattoo in his studio when I was travelling. In reality, I got it done in an attic during a beer pong tournament when I was drunk and a bit high. Also, when I was being tattooed, I asked if he had done his tattoos himself, he just laughed and said no I got someone good to do them
Parents are divorced and hate each other to the point where they don’t talk to each other at all if they can help it.
When I was sixteen, on three separate occasions I told my mom I had to visit extended family with my dad, and I told my dad I had to visit extended family with my mom.
I took the money I saved from my job as a waitress and went to a beach in Mexico for a few days and drank pia coladas in the sand and read and pretended I wasn’t a miserable teenager.
Never got caught, will never tell my parents ever. The fact that I got away with it makes me terrified to be a parent someday.
Wanted to get out of an exam when I was around 12. Pretended I had really bad stomach pains. I rushed to the hospital and they thought my appendix was bad.
It wasn’t. There was nothing wrong with me.
It dawned in me that I’d be doomed when I had the rectal exam…a week of suppositories wasn’t fun either.
You live and learn but I’ve never told me parents the truth.
They once asked if I’ve ever tried smoking (cigarettes). I said I did once but didn’t like it. Truth is I’ve smoked on and off for over 10 years. I’ve quit now, and don’t want to hurt them by telling the truth.
Got secret married to a dude in the army at 19 and moved to Hawaii with him. My parents begged me not to go and said they had a bad feeling about him. Turned out they were right and he turned emotionally and physically abusive as soon as I was away from everyone I knew. My parents still have no idea that I was a divorcee by the age of 20, nor will they ever!
By the time I was in my teen years, my dad and stepmom were deep into regular drug binges, not paying their mortgage or most of their bills. So I pretty much had no respect for either of them. Also, I often was left at home for a couple weeks at a time all alone to fend for myself, and not left with money for food, or food in the fridge in general.
I stole $50 from my dad who left his wallet out one of the few times he actually came home briefly. I spent it on a South Park t-shirt when the show was hot in its first season. He accused me of taking the money from him, which I of course denied – he immediately pressed me on the South Park shirt that he knew I did not recently have. But he had no proof I took it, and I imagine he probably just thought at some point he might have spent it on drugs and just forgot because he stopped bringing it up about a couple hours later.
They also never knew that I stole drugs from them that I would find in their dresser drawers and flush them down the toilet.