What was the most heart-wrenching moment from your favorite TV show?

  1. “I wish there was a way to know you were in the good ole days before you actually left them.”

    The end of The Office man.

  2. The talk that Dr. Greene had with his older daughter right before he died on ER.

  3. Spoilers guys: The House season finale (don’t remember which season) when it hits him that it was Amber on the bus followed by Wilson being with her before she died.

  4. In the last episode of Angel, the “Would you like me to lie to you now?” scene.

  5. On Cheers when Sam and Diane are about to get married and she decides to leave to finish writing her book for six months. She says goodbye and that she’ll see him in six months. He smiles and hugs her and she walks out the door. As she’s walking up the stairs by the window he says “Have a good life.” Knowing that she won’t be back.

    Sam Malone is one of the saddest characters in the history of American television if you ask me. Cheers is a bit dated, but if you can get past that it’s one of the best shows around.

    The Wire, when Bodie and Omar met their demise.

  7. When Crazy Eyes asked “Why do they call me Crazy Eyes?” I cried.

  8. “You are my favorite thing, Peter. My very favorite thing.”

    Fringe Spoiler: Didn’t always like where Fringe went, but I love Walter’s story arc. He caused so much damage because he took a boy that wasn’t his, and he ended up helping so many by letting go of Peter so he could take Michael into the future.

  9. When Gob put Franklin in the dryer.

  10. “Not penny’s boat”

  11. The ending of scrubs where JD walks down the hospital towards the exit with the projector playing the future.

    Also the end of That 70s Show because it ended and was no longer the 70s, the clock strikes midnight and it’s 1980 fuck it’s painful. Foremans sister was hot.

  12. MASH, when Radar comes in and tells everyone during surgery that Col Henry Blakes’ plane was shot down while he was flying home.

  13. When Leo McGarry died on The West Wing

  14. When Dr. Cox broke down after killing 3 patients in Scrubs…. killed my insides

What fan theory will always be canon to you?

  1. The courage the cowardly dog theory. Everything that happens is a pretty normal occurrence, it’s just being filtered through the eyes of a dog. Their house is in the middle of no where, and crazy scary strangers just keep showing up. He saves his people from them, just like my dog saves me from the mailman.

  2. The “Eternal Happiness” Theory of the Pokemon anime.

    Basically, in episode one of the show Ash sees Ho-oh, which is later stated in a Pokedex entry to grant eternal happiness to whomever sees it.

    Ash’s eternal happiness is being able to be a kid and explore with his Pokemon forever, which explains why he never ages past ten.

    I just like it better than the stupid coma theory quite frankly.

  3. The merchant at the beginning of Aladdin is just making up the story, as he is just trying to sell you a lamp. The merchant is not the same person as the Genie.

  4. Ditto is a failed attempt to clone mew.

  5. Toby is the Scranton Strangler

  6. That bikini bottom is located at bikini atol and is the result of nuclear testing.

  7. Caillou has cancer. This is why his parents give him everything and tolerate his relentless whining and complaining.
    This is evidenced by his bald head and sickly complexion.
    It’s actually quite tragic.

    Edit:fixed a typo

  8. Chewbacca and R2D2 are agents of the rebellion well before the beginning of episode IV and know far more than they let on throughout the entire trilogy.


  9. Bill and Peggy had an affair which led to Bobby being born.

    This explains why bill is so attracted to Peggy, and why she’s so mean to him, and how Bobby resembles Bill more than Hank.

    Hank also has a narrow urethra, so it’s hard for him to conceive.

  10. Indiana Jones is a dream that Han Solo has while frozen in carbonite.

  11. Zion is just another level of the Matrix, because it explains the otherwise gaping plot hole of “Neo has powers outside of the Matrix too because of reasons”.

    That or “the Matrix sequels never happened”.

  12. Elsa and Anna’s parents ship wrecked on their way to Rapunzel’s wedding. The blonde=magic works together with this.

  13. James Bond is not a person but a code name. That’s why he gets younger as time goes on.

  14. I wish people were including explanations of their theories 🙁

Garbagemen/women of Reddit, what are some things you wish your customers knew?

  1. That Garbage collectors actually make good money. If you don’t mind the smell, you can end up making a good living picking up other people’s trash.

  2. I work an automated truck so I don’t get off and handle your trash…well at least on purpose!
    I could give you a LOT of tips but there’s 4 that I will give.

    A. If you can’t toss it into your container from 4 feet away (and make it in) put it in a bag that is tied or sealed (packing peanuts are a nightmare) If it can fly away it will fly away and into your neighbor’s yard!

    II) Cul-de-sac’s are a pain to turn around in. If it’s your garbage day, don’t park on the street (I have some people who think nothing of parking perpendicular to the curb or for the math wiz…orthogonally); also, place your containers on the curb so that we have as much room to turn here as possible (that was a two-fer)

    3: The claw squeezes the container much like the Big Gulp in your hand! Consider this when putting in your more solid, flat items. Laying a pizza box flat will hold everything underneath back from falling out. Instead, put boxes and sheet rock (and such) perpendicular to the lid so that when the truck does squeeze the can, it will actually fall out!

    and lastly) With automated systems, we play the 70’s game of Operation but our tweezers are hydraulic. Hydraulics fail!!! Container placement is VERY important. Our general guidelines are 3′ away from each other and 12′ away from vehicles.
    If the jaws of the claw decide to fling open wide it won’t knock the neighboring cans over, or into your cars, etc. This is why we ask for 3′ from each other.
    If you do (or must) park on the street place the cans on the street far away from the curb and car so the truck can reach the containers and not damage your vehicles.

    We understand that you don’t have a lot of room but a little cooperation can make a big difference in the 1,200 to 1,900 houses per day we have to take care of.
    Here is a little video of about 10 min on my day. Its time shifted to play for 30 sec. Enjoy!

  3. Not specifically a garbage man, but hauling trash is part of my job.


  4. Garbage man for 30 years here. I could write a book on this. Here’s a top 10 list.

    1) apartment building residents: have some fucking respect for the place you live. If the can closest to you is full, move on the the next one, don’t just throw it on the ground or on top of the lids. And places with “bull pens” or enclosures: don’t just toss the shit over the fence and assume it’s gonna end up in the can.

    2) the money isn’t that great unless you’re in a union or work for the city. Private haulers, at least in my area, make about the same as a dump truck driver.

    3) fuck the mail man’s motto…rain, sleet, snow, holidays, every day people throw shit away…we gotta work. I don’t see the mailman trying to pull a 3 yard container through an un-plowed alley in a foot of snow.

    4) When I was a kid it was perfectly normal to open presents Christmas morning and then head out in the truck (family business).

    5) Homeless people/drunks: don’t sleep in the dumpster. It should go without saying, but we all have our stories about guys jumping out and scaring the bejeezus out of us or ending up in the truck and almost killed.

    6) hunters: bag your kill. Nobody wants to flip the lids on a can to see a skinned deer head staring up at you.

    7) Roll off users. The top of the can is the highest the trash should go. Don’t be a fucking asshole. Everything over the top has a chance of falling off or blowing out. Imagine a 4 foot piece of sheet rock hitting a motorcyclist at 40+ mph.

    8) Garbage men are better drivers than you. They have to be. Half the day they are driving backwards down an alley at full throttle, or manuvering through downtown traffic, or squeezing through full parking lots with inches to spare. That being said, don’t be an asshole…you are a bad driver, so get the fuck out of the way and don’t call the number on the side to complain because you got scared and confused by the feats he’s performing.

    9) don’t park in front of, or right next to a container….just don’t. We pick up hundreds of those every day…waiting “2 minutes” for you to move it because you wanted to park 10 feet closer to the door fucks up our whole day…imagine if every stop was like that.

    10) everybody: please take a minute to observe how your garbage can is dumped at home and at work. Hell, watch a YouTube video if you gotta.
    Now think about that when you fill it. I have been hit in the head by tvs, cut by rusty nails, stabbed by chunks of glass and countless other avoidable injuries that could have been averted had the customer loaded the can properly.

    Thank you for your time.

    Gilded for a comment about being a garbage man! For a guy with an Oscar the Grouch tattoo, this makes me very happy. Thanks.

  5. I am not a garbage-person, but my mother always taught me to label trash bags with broken glass in them with a sharpie, or masking tape and sharpie on that if it’s a black bag. I don’t know if this was because of personal experience or not but it seems like a good idea so I still do it.

  6. Here’s one I wish my neighbor understood – my garbage collectors would be happy to pick up your tree trimmings if they’re cut down to around 4′ lengths and bundled with rope or twine.

    Super simple stuff right? Not for my neighbor. He just cut down a ton of tree limbs and stacked them up on the shared front yard between our two houses. I tried to remind him nicely when I saw him out them trimming, he said “we’ll see…” Flash forward to a month later and the giant heap of dead tree trimmings were still in our yard, and he was forced to go out there and cut and bundle all the dead and wet branches in the rain. Now there’s a nice 10 sq ft patch of dead dirt where our luscious green grass used to be. Which is great because we’re getting ready to sell our houses. Curb appeal!

    Edit: garbage not garage

  7. Don’t let hazardous chemicals and materials like wood and nails stick out of the bag that might catch the worker. They have twice the fatality rates of police officers and nearly seven times the rate of firefighters.

  8. Not currently a garbage man, but spent a few summers as one back in HS\College. Maybe it was my community, maybe it was all communities, but we picked up more than just trash. Of all the things I had to pick up, lawn clippings were the worst.

    The town handed out brown paper bags, which I guess were recyclable, and the grass and the bags would all go in at once. Not so bad. However, grass pickup was only once a month.

    What happens to a pile of grass that sits in a hot steamy pile for weeks on end in the summer? It rots\composts\ferments\pick your verb. So by the time we got to it, it was a steaming pile of goo, which had begun to eat away at the bag containing it.

    So, maybe you grab it by two hands at the top of the bag and lift, and the grass stays where it is as the bag tears. Then you have to deal with a buntcake of decomposing grass. Maybe you go to bear hug it and it all disintegrates in your arms. There were a million ways, in which any grass stop could go awfully wrong, and they all ended with you coated in rancid green dripping goo.

    So, although I’m no longer a member of the fold, if I could ask you all to do one thing, it would be to be careful with how you dispose of your grass. Please, please, please do not leave those bags at the side of the road once you’re done cutting either, they only thing that can make a bad thing worse is bags allowed to sit out and then get rained on.

  9. My neighbor is a garbage collector, he explained to me the thing that would annoy him the most are the people who don’t spread the weight of the bins out too evenly after throwing out a bunch of really dense things such as rocks or dirt. The reason for this is that he can throw out his back trying to bring a heavy bin to the loader, especially after lifting all day long. If you are doing home renovation and are throwing out large amounts of building material that is dense such as drywall try to spread the weight out among several bins or leave a piece of paper on top of the lid with a warning saying it is heavy. Also, when throwing out things that won’t fit into a garbage bin try to break it down into smaller neat bundles. This makes is easier for the garbage collector to pick up your irregularly shaped garbage by making sure it is easy to grasp and not too heavy to lift.

  10. Waste collector here. Even though the job is dirty, we are not dirty people. We take safe precautions when dealing with garbage and always wear gloves. Also we shower every so often.

  11. Finally a relevant question where I have experience!

    My father owns a ’boutique’ refuse removal company in Vermont, in a town that is small enough where the economy of scale doesn’t work out to have modern waste industry equipment (no compacting trucks, no dumpsters, no arms that pick up curb side bins). We walk up to the house where the garbage cans are, grab a load, put it in one of our modified pickup trucks and go back for more until we move to the next house. Until I moved away for college, I would do this twice a week with him from 5am-2pm. Here is what I learned:

    1. If you live in a cold area, shovel your shit and ice your sidewalk. Store your bins where snow melt won’t get into that shit, wet garbage sucks.

    2. Plzplzplz double bag compacted garbage.

    3. If the same guy picks up your garbage for 15 years, LEARN HIS FUCKING NAME.

    4. It sucks that you forgot to take your garbage out, don’t ‘hold on a sec!’ the garbage man.

    5. Finally replace your ikea bed set and have 15 identical particle board sections? Bundle them with masking tape, in reasonable groups.

    6. The garbage man might have 2 masters degrees.

    7. Google how to take care of ashes. Follow those instruction to the letter.

    8. Wet cardboard boxes are a terrible container.

    Have more, on mobile.

  12. Where do I start?

    First off, bag your fucking trash! None of us want to see or touch your kids shitty diaper, cat/dog turds, rotten food or anything else.

    Second, if you have the brains to actually use trash bags, and you just HAVE to put that last bag in the can to stuff it full, TIE THE FUCKING THING. There’s nothing worse than snatching onto a can, only to have 80% of the contents of the top bag spill out because you couldn’t figure out how to pull the drawstring of the bag.

    Third, if you use needles for medical or nefarious reasons, PLEASE do not just throw them in the trash. If you can’t help yourself or don’t have a proper sharps container, at least put them in a SEALED thick plastic container and PLEASE label it.

    Fourth, if you’re serviced by an automated truck, separate your cans! It makes our job 1000000% easier if we don’t have to get out and move the cans because you feel like putting your cans 1 inch apart for whatever reason. Also, don’t park your car in front of the trash cans, residential or commercial cans!!!

    Fifth, we are coin operated, if you want something extra taken, just flash some greenbacks in our face, we will take whatever you want!

    Sixth, have some respect for us! People love to down talk the profession, but I guarantee the people that like to bash it, wouldn’t make it to lunch on a rear loader route before they gave up.

    Seventh, OPEN YOUR EYES AND LOOK FOR US!! I know your morning commute is rough when you wake up 20 minutes late and have to speed through your neighborhood, but don’t forget about the garbage man that’s been out there working for hours. Our job constantly makes the top 10 list of most dangerous jobs just from operating the equipment, douchebag drivers that don’t pay attention to their surroundings only add to the danger.

    Eighth, don’t put any nasty chemicals in your trash because you’re too lazy/uneducated to bring it to your area’s household hazardous waste center or disposal center. I’ve had numerous co workers end up in the hospital because of noxious fumes from mixed chemicals in the truck, some could even kill you.

    There are many, MANY other things that piss us off, but this is some that popped into my head.

    Source: Been in the industry since I was a teenager, operated just about every piece of collection equipment there is in multiple states, for various companies and municipalities.

  13. I have been under the impression they don’t really give a shit as long as you don’t over pack a bag to the point of it falling apart upon being picked up and tossed into the truck. Nothing like the fifth bag of shit opening mid air and going in your face.

  14. Grocery bags (both paper and plastic) suck at holding trash. FOR THE LOVE OF ALL GODS Stop using them and get real trash bags. If you can afford to live on your own you can afford to spend like 5 bucks on a pack of decent bags once a month.


    Or so I have been told.

What seemingly impressive meal is actually really easy to cook?

  1. Steamed lobster with butter. Two ingredients. Three if you count MURDER.

  2. Almost anything in a slow cooker. Put a whole chicken in on low for 8 hours and come back to tender delicious roast chicken! Pop it under the broiler to brown it up before serving.

  3. You can be really good at cooking if you have anxiety. All it takes is reading instructions over and over again and constantly worrying about wasting food/what other people think of the taste. You wind up paying complete attention to every detail so over cooking is never an issue.

    And that’s how I deal with things.

  4. Anything in a slow cooker…Step one: Dump ingredients Step Two: walk away

  5. Alfredo is so ridiculously easy and it takes no time at all. All you do is grate parmesan, boil fettuccine, and heat up a stick of butter with a cup of heavy cream. As soon as the pasta is done, dump it in a dish with your cheese and hot cream, bit of salt, some pepper, possibly nutmeg. Mix it all up. Possibly throw in some pasta water if it’s too thick. Shazam.

  6. Pizza from scratch can be dead easy and everyone loves pizza

  7. Anything on the grill. Seriously, you barely have to marinate.

    Take a zucchini and slice it in half twice to get 4 spears. Salt and pepper that shit. Grill it. Get the sexy grill marks. Plate it. Eat it. Delicious. You can do this with lots of different veggies.

    Chicken thighs with a tiny drizzle of BBQ sauce. Get the sexy grill marks. Plate it. Eat it. Delicious. You can do this with lots of different types/cuts of meat.

  8. A platter filled with fine cheeses, dried fruits, and fine nuts is absurdly easy to put together and is almost always a winner, especially if you are looking for an easy romantic dinner. You can also easily add some toasted french bread and olive oil dip.

    Add a side of good wine and some dark chocolate to put it over the top.

  9. Ice cubes. Turns out that shit is just water you forgot about in a freezer for a while. Holy shit.

  10. Macaroni Cheese is impressive, right?

  11. Risotto seems difficult, but it’s actually pretty damn easy. Just butter a pot, dice up a shallot, add a cup of arborio rice, then add chicken broth and stir for about 20 minutes. Be sure to add broth if need be, and don’t forget to stir. I once left the risotto alone for 10 minutes and it burned the hell out of the rice, then my dad made me stand outside in the freezing cold while he beat me senseless with a set of jumper cables. After that, mix in some parmesan cheese and you’ve got risotto. Pretty simple.

  12. It’s not a meal, but a dessert, and you get to set shit on fire.

    Bananas Fosters

    Here is what you will need:

    • Good Vanilla Ice cream, none of that generic shit.

    • Bananas, around 1-2 per person. (2 people, 3 bananas. 4 people, 5 bananas.)

    • Butter.

    • Brown Sugar.

    • Cinnamon.

    • Dark Rum with a high alcohol content. I generally go for Bacardi 151 Dark.

    • Saucepan.

    • Stirring/Flipping tool of sorts.

    • Bowls.

    • Spoons.

    • People who want to see some cool shit.

    In a saucepan, melt like…a lot of butter on low-med heat. Throw a whole stick in there. Add between one and 10 handfuls of brown sugar. You want it to end up thick and gooey, and not too hot on the pan, you don’t want to burn the sugars.

    While that is melting/gooifying, cut bananas in half lengthwise and widthwise. When brown sugar and butter are being awesome, send in the bananas, and sprinkle with a little cinnamon. After the bananas begin to get soft on one side, flip them over. Sprinkle a little more cinnamon.

    When everything looks heated through and the bananas are soft, add in some of the Dark Rum. You don’t need a lot, maybe a quarter – half cup, depending on how much you are making. Let it cook in for a bit before you LIGHT THAT SHIT ON FIRE. I suggest pulling the pan out away from the stove, and asking a guest to light it with one of those long BBQ lighter things. Keep the pan moving to keep the alcohol burning.

    While the flaming awesome show is going on, have one or more of your guests scoop some of the ice cream into bowls. Once the flames die out, spoon two or three banana pieces over the ice cream, along with a little of the sauce in the pan. It will cool down and get all caramely on the ice cream, and it’s fucking delicious.

    Accept all of the praise that your friends have to offer as they scarf this amazing was just on fire stuff into their faces.

  13. A steak. It’s an easy three step process of prepping, oven cooking and then pan searing.

    Video explanation: link

  14. Fish tacos with homemade slaw and chipotle sauce.

  15. Dulce De Leche if you consider desert a meal.

What company is still around that you can’t believe is still in business?

  1. The furniture store in my town that seems to have been running a “Going Out of Business” sale for the past 20 years.

  2. I can’t believe my local mall is still around. It’s three quarters vacant, there’s never anyone there, and the Mexican guy running the phone case stand in the hallway still has old Nokia cases.

  3. Fye. Inexplicably, they’re still around. Still selling $18 CDs.

  4. Any company, especially the tax places, that have someone dressed in a costume, holding a sign by the highway.

  5. There’s a Sam Goody in a mall near me. I was shocked.

  6. AOL. It’s still servicing two million senior citizens.

  7. My friend goes to school in Amherst, MA and told a story about a typewriter shop in their downtown area that is never open and he’s never seen anyone inside. It’s literally filled wall to wall with typewriters. Even real businesses on that block go out of business every few years because of the exorbitantly high rent on that block, but somehow this typewriter store is still there. He’s convinced it’s a front for a drug lord.

  8. Sears.
    It’s like a Ghost town, a very cluttered and disorganized Ghost town.

  9. DeVry

    It’s such a shady school with a terrible reputation for being a diploma mill. Just like the cash for gold stores that are mentioned in other comments, this company just preys on those who don’t know any better.

    There truly are for-profit schools that have a good mission with good values, but schools like DeVry really destroy the idea of a for-profit school.

  10. my father still pays for AOL even though he also pays for comcast cable. his reasoning is that he doesnt want to lose access to his aol email.

  11. Those nick nack shops downtown in smaller towns. You walk by them and look inside and see all the rubbish they have and wonder how they can afford to stay in business.

    Then you assume they are selling drugs or something else.

  12. Kodak. It’s nearly out, but that they were able to stay afloat for this long after they refused to go digital when everyone else did is incredible.

    Edit: To anyone saying they’re doing fine, they filed Chapter 11 bankruptcy 3 years ago. They haven’t made a yearly profit since 2007 (which isn’t okay for a 125+ year old company). And most of all, while they did have the initial idea for going digital, they dropped it. Completely gave it up for 15 years and let competition swallow them up.

  13. NishiyamaOnsenKeiunkan

    A family-owned hotel. In business since 705 AD

  14. GNC…

    They are still priced as if it’s 1982 and they are the only supplement retailer around. And as if there’s no internet.

  15. A little place called Pacific Custom Cable. It’s ridiculous. They make cables by hand, shoddily, and sell them for ridiculous prices. That’s not actually what makes me wonder about them still being around … the fact that there’s a full time ‘webmaster’ and there has been for years, to maintain THIS.

Redditors who “went out for cigarettes” and never came back, why did you leave? Where did you go? What is life like for you now? [Serious]

  1. Lived in an abusive house with my mom. Got a job after college and in 3 months rented an apartment and went home. Took a garbage bag full of clothes and booked it.

    She didn’t want me leaving because she was talking all of my money. She would take my car when I didn’t pay her my full pay check. I had to resort to pulling fuses when I parked because she would hide my car on different streets trying to get me fired. Even in college I had finals to graduate and took my car and I had no way to get there. Had to rent a car just to take my finals.

    God…the stories I could tell…

    Anyway, waddled in the apartment with my garbage bag and nothing else slept on the floor and for the first time felt peace.

    Now have a decent job, house, wife and a kid.

  2. i was living with a very mean and controlling girlfriend. If it wasn’t her way or all about her she threw a fit. One day I had enough and said I was going to the store and just kept diving. I literally drove for 12 hours and showed up at a friends house 5 states away and asked if I could crash on his couch. I called my boss and said I wanted to quit work. He was pretty cool about it, he knew my girlfriend, and actually set me up with a job in my new city. I have never spoken to my ex since. Soon after my relocation I met my (now) wife and have not been happier. Best thing I ever did.

  3. I was living with my parents. I was 17. They told me to leave, then tried to stop me from leaving. I have been in an abusive relationship with my mom and my stepdad for years. Friends helped me load the car, that was 12 years ago. Never been back.

  4. Throwaway for good reason. I’ve always lived in an abusive home, both mentally and physically and never saw a proper way out. I started working at 14 years old in a convenience store for 8 dollars an hour and hid all of the money I made in a locked container in a nearby wooded park area. I did this because my parent would have taken my money if they knew I was working at all. By the time I turned 18 I had close to 10 thousand saved up and had finished high school. I was supposed to start university that year but early on in the summer I waited until my parents went out to work, found and took all of my documents, unenrolled out of the University program I was supposed to be in and left.

    I took a bus to Alberta and i’ve been living here since doing labour, it’s been a year and a half and they haven’t searched from me yet, not that i’m aware of at least. How is my life now? I’m poor, barely getting by but at least im living alone and happier than i was before.

    Edit: First of all I want to thank all of you for the kind words and support that you’ve written to me in this thread. Originally I wasn’t even going to write this because everytime I think about it, it brings me on the verge of tears. It’s definitely something I try to avoid discussing in real life. Reading the comments reminds me that Reddit has a great community.

  5. I joined the Army without telling anyone right before I turned 19. Had my recruiter take me to the airport.

  6. I left my home like this.

    One night, I just packed the essentials into my backpack, walked to a train station and got on a train to Newport News, VA from Pasco, WA. No one knew I was gone until 3 o’clock the next morning.

    It was to be with a girl my family was totally, 100% against.

    That was a year ago, it’s all working perfectly. I am happier now than I ever have been before.

  7. Just failed out of college. Moved back in with my dad. Things weren’t going real well between us. I was depressed and not really going anywhere. I was angry at my dad because he came down on me so hard but I was mostly angry at myself, and his attitude toward me just kind of compounded it all.

    Anyway one day after being out at a friends house and hanging out all over the city for a couple days I finally came home and things around my house were just tense and I felt like nothing and like I would never get out from under this.. weight. So I just started packing some stuff. As I was leaving I remember I was coming out of my room with a Bag. This wasn’t unusual because I would often take a bag with me when Id be gone to a friends house, but today, my dad was standing at the top of the steps just looking down at me. I remember very vividly , him standing there with his hands in his pockets kind of looking at me then looking away and he quietly just asked.

    “where you going son?”

    I just looked up like everything was normal and just said ” Im going to so and so’s house”

    He nodded slowly ” when ya com in back?”

    I shrugged slowly ” I don’t know dad”

    Somehow he knew. I could feel it. I never came back home, days turned into weeks and months and then years. I could tell he knew. It makes me so sad now when I think of it. Like I tore his heart in two. He has never been a very expressive man, but I could just tell how sad he was. I needed this though, I needed to go off on my own and suffer the real world and grow up some.

    It still hurts my heart to think about him slowly nodding after I told him ” I don’t know dad”

  8. I was at a shitty party full of shitty people doing shitty coke and drinking shitty beer. I had just put my notice in at my shitty job, hated my shitty life, and didn’t know how to make any of it better.

    So–because why the fuck not–I rallied about $100 in cash from everyone for a beer run, put half of it in my gas tank, stopped at the room I was renting and got my backpack and my sleeping bag, then drove until I was in another state and started over.

  9. I hope some of those who have left see this. Im not the one that “left” my sister did. We lived in a crappy neighborhood. My mom had depression and my dad was never home. One day she went to school (she was barely starting college) and didnt come back. she did leave a note saying that she was leaving. This tore our family apart and made my mom suicidal. My dad became an alcaholic and I was depressed. She contacted us after 2 years. I went through hell. No matter how bad things may be please contact your family members I you can. There is always someone that cares for you.

  10. American that moved to Australia for 2 years. Got a girl pregnant. Fell in “love”. Saw her for the horrible person that she really was, but stuck it out. After the baby was born I had to be sure he was mine. The test came back showing no paternal match. I confronted her. We fought, she swore up and down it was a bad test.

    Wanting to believe it, I scheduled another test for the 3 of us to go in. $800 later, 2 days before the test, she played dumb and said she never agreed to that. Told me to get out of their life, and that her child was not a science experiment. I stayed with a friend a couple days then came back. She acted like nothing happened, and wanted to just move on. Another test was no longer an option in her book.

    It was the hardest decision of my entire life, and it still makes me sick to think about…a week later I scheduled a flight back to California. I’ve been back for 4 years now. We had talked a bit over the year after I left, but just went back to her wanting to fight. After some anti-depressants and heavy drinking, I’m finally starting to feel whole again. I look at the world very differently now.

    Edit: Thank you everyone so so much for your kind words. Uplifting really. I miss that little boy with all my heart. He still has my name and a great deal of loving people that know who I am. I only hope he hears some of good about me when he is older. I did everything for them. I did what I had to.

    Edit again.. Mixed responses. Either way thank you for showing interest in my post. After having a laptop broken over my head, a vacuum slammed on me while I’m sleeping, and the brothers she filled with lies after me. I did what was necessary to diffuse the situation. Thanks for the gold kind sirs, even though I don’t deserve it. I was just sharing my story on a relevant post.

  11. I did this, basically. Told my parents I was going for a hike in the woods for a few days, instead took a flight to europe and joined the French Foreign Legion. They figured I was dead for a few weeks but eventually they figured out what I had actually done.

    It’s been almost 2 years, and I’d still rather not see them ever again, but one of these days I’m gonna have to go back and see all my younger brothers who still live there.

    As for why…it’s a long story…I didn’t have the greatest childhood. Basically I decided I had nothing better to do and life was boring as hell, so I might as well do something stupid or crazy. So I just left and never looked back. Whether or not I’m better off now than I was before is debatable, but at least I can say I’ve done something with my short little life.

  12. I left my abusive husband 7 years ago, I just walked out the door. I never spoke to him again. I had squirreled away money for years, because he controlled my income. He had this idea that I was miserable because we didn’t have children, so he tried to change that by raping me so I would get pregnant. He didn’t know I was using birth control. I had resigned my job, so I just left. I couldn’t bring children into that life.
    I went to live with my parents in a different part of the country.

    Now I live in a different country, I have a kind and loving partner, and we have a daughter! I’m happy most of the time. My family don’t tell people where I live, in case he should find out. I don’t know what happened to him. I hope he’s dead.

  13. Said I was going to uni. My sister dropped me off at the station, said my goodbye and left the country. Patents and sisters were abusive and manipulative. Lived in fear for many years since they threatened to shoot me if they found me. I struggled a lot with alcohol for years and self hurt but im happily married and don’t think of them as family at all.

  14. Growing up I was handed around from family member to family member. My parents were divorced my mother was a sociopolitical liar. My mom bounced me from relative to relative because she thought I was “just like my father” and hated that her youth disappeared quickly after having me and then my sister.

    As the years set in the abuse got worse and worse. It got more physical. Then she married a crazy former marine and things continued to escalate as I reached my teens.

    One time she hit me hard enough to chip a tooth. That’s when I had enough. I called the cops. She sent me to my grand parents house. They had never been abusive until then.

    One afternoon mid summer they went to work and I had my girlfriends dad (a veteran cop) pick me up, when he arrived I was in bad shape but sitting on the porch with all my stuff in a bag. Mad as he was as an officer, he respected that I didn’t want to involve the cops, I just wanted out.

    He let me stay with them, his wife, and his daughter (my gf). I finished out high school living with them. He and I fell away from each other during college, but Randy (her dad) I still respect to this day.

    Years later I would up and leave my home town on a whim with a car load of stuff leaving EVERYTHING behind with no warning and leave for Colorado. Just to free myself from the perpetual cycle of going no where in life.

    I now make $50,000 a year. Single and a Self made man. I lived in fear I wouldn’t ever make it. But I’m 30 and I’ve made it, at least in my mind.

  15. Parents were split and hated each other and would always put me in the middle. The drugs and alcohol they were both doing didn’t help.

    Got kicked out of each of their places and went back and forth over some shitty circumstances involving them wanting all of my money to live with them, then playing the guilt card on each other that they took me in when the other kicked me out.

    Got a steady retail job that I had to work 6-7 days a week at odd hours to get full time. 2 weeks before christmas mom said her place wasn’t a truck stop and I couldn’t come and go at all hours of the night and that I had to leave. Heard similar from her before and didn’t want to go to dad’s again so I called some family and they all refused to take me in because my mom had called and told them I hit her. Since I was still in the same house I told her she was a horrible person, but an even worse mother, and left.

    Grandma knew parents were crazy so she helped me as much as she could. Still get phone calls/emails/Facebook messages asking me when I’m “going to stop being a bitch so we can be a family again.”

    Have seen both since. Invited some “friends” through Facebook to things that they in turn invited my parents to. Finally nutted up and told them both to get the fuck out of my life. Mom still leaves me drunk/high/crying voice mails in the middle of the night either telling me she loves me or that I’m all that’s wrong with her life. Dad sends me emails telling me to get the stick out of my ass because I’m still his son.

    Still spend time with my grandma. Friends parents mean more to me than my own ever did.

    Now I’ve got a full time job, an awesome dog, working on doing better in life in general, and trying to move into a place solo.

    Blood is not thicker than water.

    Will never speak to either of them again if I can help it. No regrets.

What are you willing to do that 99% of people would be too afraid to?

  1. pick up a huge spider with my hands and relocate it outside of the house. I relocated a black widow once.

  2. drop everything and disappear

  3. Go outside in a tornado.
    It’s fucking idiotic, but damn if I don’t love standing outside in storms. There’s something chaotically pleasant about them. Especially with headphones on, so you can’t actually hear the storm, just see it. It becomes a lot less terrifying.

  4. I’m afraid of heights but I absolutely love the depths. Taking a submarine and delving to points where no light can penetrate and you start seeing the creepy fucking demon fish would be a blast to me.

  5. Play or speak in front of an enormous crowd.

    Public speaking is the most common fear, but I have never been particularly bothered by it.

  6. Choose the restaurant without asking my wife where she wants to go first.

  7. Walk through a spooky or “haunted” place alone.

  8. See a large Spider in my room and go to bed without doing anything about it.

  9. Touch my penis

  10. Teach poor urban at-risk youth mathematics.

  11. I saw someone on the topic of picking up a spider, I take it further. I live in the downstairs floor and theres a bunch of huge, hairy spiders here. I just let them flourish. I give them food, protect them from family members and relocate them to less hostile environments inside my house.

  12. If a alien came to me and said, “we need you” I won’t ask any questions, just hop on and go, my life right now is a constant cycle of boring

  13. die

  14. Wildly claim that I have more courage in some respects than 99% of people.

  15. Give you up and let you down, but most importantly, I have no issues with hurting you.