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Postal Workers Discuss the Craziness That Is Their Jobs Right Now

The United States Postal Service would be a very interesting and a very hectic place to work right now.

The USPS has been under scrutiny this year by certain politicians and things are only going to get more insane as we near the election in November.

Whatever side of the fence you’re on, you have to admit that folks who work at the USPS right now are under the gun and the environment on the job must be pretty intense.

Here’s what folks on AskReddit had to say about what’s going on there.

1. Overwhelmed.

“My mom runs a small office, and I came to visit her and my dad after work last week. I found her crying in their kitchen just slouched into my dad’s arms.

She was sobbing about how she couldn’t keep this up. The mail slowing down at the main hubs just builds up and when it eventually gets to her, she’s dealing with 3 times as much as mail and packages than her busiest time, Christmas (~600 packages when I spoke to her last), and now has to deal with irate customers demanding to know where their stuff is. All by herself.

She’s got bruises up and down her arms from hustling to get the mail processed and out. Add to that the stress of worrying every day if she’s she’s going to lose her job and her benefits.”

2. Slammed.

“I supervise a large station in a major city where the Postmaster runs over 20 post offices.

Last summer this office was a ghost town at 1700, even on Mondays. Tonight my last carrier came in at 1845. Saturday one year ago, parcel volume was a little under 3900. Tonight it was 8751.

Our base hours are 412.53, today we earned 435.36 but probably hit 455. DOIS is only allowing 60 seconds per parcel, but since all these apartment offices are closed due to C19, everything gets run to the door.

Complaints and inquiries are insane, too – mail delays and packages dropped at doors means a lot of angry customers.

All in all, right now I wish I’d stayed a mail handler. Stations are madhouses. But the carriers are toughing it out, generally keep it on an even keel, and everyone has each other’s backs for the most part.

This station has kept its reputation as a big family, so it hasn’t become ugly. Just difficult.”

3. Saving space?

“I am a USPS carrier.

The latest thing that affects us personally is they are reducing our cases (these are tall shelves that have every address on our route in order for the mail that we need to manually sort) from 2 cases to one to “save space”.

The best way that I can explain this is: you have a normal 2 drawer file cabinet, not jam packed full but each drawer is 1/2 to 3/4 full.

Now combine both drawers into 1. I will remind you that you need to fill it up every morning in order, sometimes stuffing things in to fit, then remove it in order to do the rest of your job.

The best part is the second case was also acting like a barrier from covid-19 from coworkers. Now they are going to remove it and replace it with plexiglass.”

4. Frustrated.

“They’ve removed 5 of our letter sorting machines (4 DBCS, 1 DIOSS) as well as a flat sorter (AFSM) and I think an FSS machine but that is not a part of the building I am routinely in.

Before, we would stay at work until all of our mail was finished, if it was 8 hours or 10 or 12, didn’t matter, the mail has to go out. Now, we are being forced to leave behind mail if we can’t finish in time, even if it is first class mail (something that would get us written up easily before).

The mail we push back is ran first the next day, so luckily only a day delay, but still unacceptable IMO. We are taking election mail incredibly seriously though, and any mail marked as political or election related is processed ASAP.

I am extremely serious about protecting the integrity of the mail. It is disappointing and frustrating that our new postmaster general is not.”

5. Broken down.

“I don’t think people realize how old and decrepit most of the delivery vehicles are.

A typical LLV probably has 300-400k miles and any scratches are literally painted with white house paint. Customers love to ask “Does that thing have air conditioning?” and when you tell them that you don’t even have air bags much less AC, they’re actually shocked. But damn are they perfect for the job.

We had a truck’s horn break, so when you turned the wheel it would honk. We could hear the guy driving it coming down the hill to the office… and then he arrived at the traffic circle… omg we were SOBBING with laughter.

But then it took over a month to get fixed properly and there were exposed wires on the wheel which you touched together to use the horn, like you were hot wiring the damn thing.”

6. Madness.

“We currently have over 11 beamers (big metal cages full of packages) full of first class packages including medicine and anything people have tried to send expecting 2 day shipping.

Overtime isn’t approved and we’re getting more and more backed up with first class and priority mail packages.

It’s getting worse every day.

No one is wearing masks to deliver or in the office, we’ve have 3 cases of covid, no sanitization, and people have been asked to work while they wait on their covid tests even if they have symptoms.

A few people are out for fear of covid and using their vacation or sick leave so no one else can get a day off, and we’re calling in workers from other offices to assist, putting their offices into a frenzy making them short handed.

No one is happy. Everyone is complaining, tempers are rising, some are threatening to walk out and quit, but they show up the next day anyway bc its the best paying job with no college degree in this area.

The management sucks, the supervisors are awful. They’re complaining about all of the carriers because we’re falling behind even though package volume has gone up 80% for our office since Covid hit hard in March.

Customers are complaining about us “being late” even though our daily cut off time is 7 pm, but if we’re not at their house at the time they normally expect during non pandemic and new PMG times, we’re “late” to them.

I’m expecting no Christmas tips this year, that’s for sure.”

7. Tense.

“I’m a carrier in a suburb of a large city, and honestly there’s tension.

Our sorting machines at the distribution plant were hauled off recently and quietly, a lot of the older carriers are jumping ship and retiring as quickly as they can, our trucks just aren’t getting maintained anymore, and half the damn town is so convinced that COVID is some kind of conspiracy that nobody will respect social distancing or wear a damn mask.

I’ve been at this for five years. I was lucky enough to land my own route two years ago when some carrier associates wait ten. I have benefits, I have retirement savings building up, I ACTUALLY GET VACATION DAYS.

And now some f*cker decided he wants to cheat to win again, and I’m going to lose my entire career. Every single case of carpal tunnel, every blister on my feet, every fourteen hour long day during the Christmas season, all the mountains of paperwork I did because I wanted to make my route more efficient for the benefit of my customers, and it all means nothing.”

8. Rumors.

“In the district that I work in, they’re removing one of our machines that sorts the letter mail. The PMG has also divided the Postal Service into 3 separate units, Delivery and retail, sorting units, and An analytical branch to help with logistics to make the service more profitable.

Overtime is being cut and parcels are just being delayed. New “temporary” surveys added by the PMG to track the mail volumes. And there are rumors floating around talking about every Area is going to be dismissed.”

9. A veteran.

“20 year carrier here.

They (upper management) are delaying mail like crazy in an effort curb overtime. Local management is as p*ssed as we are, and now overtime is insane.

We always complain about how incompetent management is, but the one main thing that has never changed until now is ‘Everything goes every day’

It’s obvious to us on the inside that this is a deliberate attack on the post office for personal/political gain.”

10. Delays.

“My office is probably among the better run in my area and it’s not all bad.

But the new delaying mail directives and so on has affected all crafts or positions. Let’s start with clerks: trucks have been late frequently say 4 to 5 times a week. Our clerks are in at 3 am for the first truck at 4. sometimes it doesn’t come until the second truck scheduled time (7)and it spills over their sorting when the counter is open at 8.

Basically we the carriers get sent with what we have and get alert when things are ready. Some days I’ve delivered all my packages before I got mail and vice versa. Then go out with what came. Since the directive? We have super light days followed by heavy days where start time moves from 8am to 7 am.

So no OT is BS when we have mostly rural carriers who are paid based on the evaluated route time and usually aren’t paid ot with the package influx. It’s something in their contracts that they have to do XYZ to get to pay outside of Christmas.

City carriers, which we only have a few, are expected to help out rural routes because we are paid hourly. Though it doesn’t always work the way they want because the days we only deliver minimum mail and packages are always followed by days delivering in the dark. Additionally my office is mostly part time employees so we don’t get set days off.

Though my office does try to give us each one day off. Regulars aren’t saved from this either the few we have are working their days off too. Even amazon Sundays. Before covid amazon Sundays we were always done by 3 pm if not before and no regs.

Now? We’re always out until at least 6 pm. Everyone is tired and no one really wants the imbalanced days.”

11. No more OT.

“My stepdad is a USPS employee and they’re cutting everyones overtime despite the fact that mail is just piling up.”

12. About Dad.

“My dad is a carrier and works at an office that has gone through dozens of equally incompetent postmasters over the years.

Recently his coworker whom he shares a desk with tested positive for COVID and they didn’t even notify my dad or the other employees and didn’t bother to sanitize the room.

My dad only found out because he’s friends with the guy.”

13. From the source.

“My office is fairly small and well run, so we are lucky. However, we have several employees (clerks and carriers) who are out with COVID. No one is allowed to do overtime anymore. I am sure you can see the problem with this.

One solution would be to hire more staff, but there are rules about how many employees of each type and subtype is allowed in each office. After a certain amount of hours lost, the office is allowed to hire temporary employees for a limited time. This is after the damage has been done, and employees are already stressed.

Then, a temp employee come in, and has to learn the rules, systems, routes, etc., depending on their position. It takes a month or two for a temp employee to become reasonably competent, and then their contract is up soon after.

I have friends that work in a much larger major hub post office near us, and they are still somehow being forced to work 60+ hours each week. I know of two new PSEs (basically parcel sorting monkeys) that have quit within two weeks of hiring at that big post office because they were not prepared for the crazy hours and the stress of working 1am to 1:30 pm.

It’s bananas.

We get communications from the new Postmaster General fairly regularly. The last one touted our increase in start times for carriers and a decrease in return trips. Sounds good, right?

No, this means carriers are being pushed out the door before they are ready, and that they are not being allowed to come back to pick up another load because of the new overtime rules for most offices. And that’s why your parcel is late.

I love my job (for real, it’s a great job), but DeJoy is making this difficult for all of us.

Who knows, maybe his changes will end up streamlining our business? I’m skeptical, at best.

I hope you all know that most USPS employees want you to get your mail on time, and we are still trying to help you get your stuff on time whenever possible and save you money when we can.”

How about you?

What do you think about this whole post office fiasco that is going on right now?

Talk to us in the comments and share your thoughts with us. Thanks!

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People Discuss Their Favorite Memories From Going to School

We all tend to look at the past through rose-colored glasses…at least a little bit.

When I look back on my school days, especially high school, it seems like it was all fun and games and having a blast with my friends.

But I know that, in reality, certain days were really difficult and I was pretty unhappy for stretches of time.

But I have a lot of wonderful memories from those years, too.

Here’s what AskReddit users had to say about their favorite memorial from when they went to school.

1. Sounds fun!

“My 3rd grade class had a “reading loft”.

It was a pretty good sized “fort” (probably taking up 1/3 of the classroom) covered in carpet and had lots of cool places to hang out if you wanted to read.

The teacher incentivized us to finish work early so we could grab a book and head to the “reading loft” so we didn’t have to hang out at our desks being bored.”

2. A nice gesture from Dad.

“I got bullied a lot in middle school.

One day in math I’d just been overwhelmed and couldn’t take anymore so I called my dad and begged him to pick me up. He told me I’d be alright and just ignore it.

20 minutes later I got called to the office for check out and he took me to get my favorite food and spent the afternoon in the park with me. RIP old man, that was one of the best days of my entire life.”

3. Field trip.

“In third grade, it was some reading appreciation week, and we decided as a class to visit a cemetery.

Granted it’s a pretty famous cemetery with a couple of really important people buried there, and we had a scavenger hunt to find them. Along with like the oldest grave we could find, the biggest, and we had to make a rubbing of one of our choosing.

As a strange child, it was the best field trip I had ever been on.”

4. New BFF.

“When I was in second grade, I got bullied because my whole family was deaf.

One kid kept picking on me everyday. Well one day he came up to me and started screaming, saying can your mom hear me, and this tall girl stepped in and punched him in the face.

She got suspended, but no one ever made fun of me again. We became best friends after that.”

5. Look out!

“Every morning my teacher will ask us questions about history if we get it right he would give us a snicker bar.

But this the funny part, he would throw the snickers bar at us real hard. So if get the question right you would had to dodge the fast moving snickers.”

6. Who’s the biggest fan?

“I was a terrible student and a huge baseball fan growing up. In 6th grade I had an English teacher who knew I wasn’t dumb, just hard to motivate.

She privately offered me an extra credit assignment, all I had to do was write a 2 page essay on any topic I liked at all explaining why I liked it so much. I straight up turned down her offer, being content with my C- grade.

So she flipped it around on me and publicly told another guy in my class that since HE was the biggest Red Sox fan in the class, he should write a 2 page essay about the Red Sox and present it to the class.

I practically jumped out of my seat and said I was a way bigger Red Sox fan than Mike and I should be the one writing that essay. She let us both write one. She was a really good teacher”

7. Now THAT’S a good memory.

“Skipping out on a Monday to drive to the city 5 hours away to see Iron Maiden in concert in December 1984!”

8. The good old days.

“The record for most milk cartons drank before throwing up was 26 by the time I graduated.

They started suspending anyone who tried to break the record because they were cleaning up milk puke so often.”

9. Epic!

“Nickelodeon took over my school when I was in the 2nd grade. All the Nickelodeon celebrities were there.

Mr. Wizard did cool science experiments, Barth did gross stuff with food, Marc Summers had the Super Sloppy Double Dare obstacle course we could go through and teachers got slimed and the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles put on a concert.

It was literally a dream come true. And then at the end we all got free backpacks filled with Nickelodeon swag. I still think about that day.”

10. Keeping the kids interested.

“Listening to my middle school history teacher give her lectures.

In her heart of hearts she was a storyteller and always knew how to keep me captivated.”

11. A nice reminder.

“On my first day of school, my mom sent little Debbie pumpkin smiley faces in my lunch.

Fast forward a couple of years, and due to my dads dangerous mental state, I had been in long term physical rehab, recovering from a gunshot, and living in a group home for about 6 months before my uncle got custody of me, halfway across the country.

There I was, in a different state, with different weather, at a new school where I didn’t know anybody, and I open my lunchbox, and there’s my pumpkin snack cakes.”

12. Going back in time.

“My 5th grade teacher brought in an actual 1700s musket to show us during the Revolutionary War unit.

I’ll never forget that honestly. Especially considering that would NEVER fly in schools today.”

13. Congrats!

“My last day of high school, actually. It was our graduation ceremony. The school made me sit with a bunch of kids I don’t know. Others were allowed to sit with whoever they want. The school didn’t tell us anything, just made us sit there.

Apparently my stupid *ss got the highest standardized exam grade in a subject and I was sat there because those kids got the highest grades too, in other subjects. I honestly did not see that coming at all, but I was so happy and proud of myself.”

14. Nap time!

“When I was on 8th grade a Friday at 6:40am we were at Biology class, all of us including the teacher were still sleepy, one of my classmates fell asleep and the teacher said: “I know all of you still sleepy, like yesterday everyone of you did a good work I will let you sleep half of the class”.

He also fell asleep, but he forgot to wake us up until the bell rang. Biology class lasts two hours.”

In the comments, tell us about some of your favorite memories from school.

We’d love to hear from you.

Please and thank you!

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Fed Up Folks Discuss the Topics They’re Tired of Explaining

All of us get tired of explaining certain things to people.

Maybe it’s work-related, maybe it’s some kind of religious or political belief, or perhaps it’s about something that totally unique to you that other people have no idea about.

Whatever the case, doing it over and over again GETS OLD. And it gets old fast.

Here’s what folks on AskReddit are tired of explaining to other people.

1. Don’t want ’em.

“I dont have kids, because I dont want to.

And that should be a good enough reason.

What’s insane is when some people go on to think that being childfree means you hate kids. I’m sure there are a few of those out there, but on the whole, it’s like saying I must hate elephants because I don’t have one.

Uh, no.”

2. That’s not me.

“That I’m not a heavy metal, death riding biker because I have a beard, tattoos and piercings.”

3. A new lifestyle.

“Why I left my “career” using my degree and decided to just to wait tables.

I’m so much happier honestly. F*ck the money and idea of moving up the ladder.

I’m never gonna be rich but I’m happier so that’s all that really matters.”

4. Pay attention, people!

“I’m a pharmacist…

Vaccines don’t cause autism

The pharmacy doesn’t decide your copays

No, I don’t just “put pills in a bottle”

Flu shots won’t give you the flu

Yes, mask mandates help slow the spread of COVID 19.”

5. Doesn’t work that way.

“That depression is a very difficult illness to understand. It’s not like we can influence our moods to be happy.

“Why can’t you just be happy?”

“What a brilliant idea, depression no more!”

Just sickening to be honest. That’s why isolating myself from people is easier. No one wants to hear how hard it is.”

6. Facts are facts.

“That there are things called facts and that they are different from opinions.

That you can’t substitute opinions — even ones you really, really believe in — for empirically grounded facts. Finally, that expertise exists and that opinionation is not the same thing as having actual expertise in something.

And all of this might mean that your views might not be as valid as someone else’s who possesses actual expertise in a given area. Don’t feel bad or that you have been slighted in those circumstances.

Those times are learning opportunities. Take advantage of them, learn something from someone who is an expert, challenge your assumptions and grow a little.”

7. Ugh.

“I have Schizophrenia, and usually when I get to know someone I tell them I have it just as a little warning and what to do if it gets out of hand.

But before I can even explain that they always say “omg u have schizophrenia! So you have two personalities and kill people like that person from that one tv show?!”

No, no I do not kill people, the media has a sh*t representation of the condition. So I always then have to spend the next 20 mins explaining what it is.”

8. Frustrating.

“That you have to wear a mask inside.

At my job that’s what I do 99% of the day and I’m sick and tired of these idiots.”

9. Get those Zzzzzzzs.

“Teenagers need 10-11 hours of sleep, because their brains are still developing, they also need to go to bed later because teenagers naturally want to stay up.

Sleep is important for brain development.

It helps prevent memory loss, weight gain, and likelihood of dying of a stroke or aneurysm.”

10. Here’s how it works.

“What intermittent fasting is. I’ve been doing 20:4 (20 hours of fasting, 4 hours window for feeding) for over 3 years now.

It’s a diet and helps me controle an hormonal condition I have at the same time. Yet whenever people notice I don’t eat for breakfast and lunch, they’re like “omg you’re starving yourself!!!”.

No, I’m not. I feel great, even better than when I ate “normally”.”

11. Many different views.

“That there are more than two sides to many issues. The fact that I disagree with you does not prove that I agree with those you hate. There are plenty of people who are ridiculous in plenty of ways — and they’re all ridiculous.

“You either agree with me or it means you support——”

No, it doesn’t. I recognize that both sides are mostly made up of angry idiots.”

12. A lot of misinformation.

“As someone into fitness, and who has done a lot of research into food, diet, and have had to overcome many obstacles to lose a lot of weight and have the physique I have today.

There’s so much misinformation out there about ‘good’ and ‘bad’ foods, it´s insane…”

13. Listen up.

“Climate change, the importance of reducing your personal carbon footprint and your personal freshwater consumption.

Why my vegetarianism is a ‘personal choice’ that can play into that and why it is not a conviction that I ‘desperately want to push’ on everybody.”

14. Just the way it is.

“I am not skinny because I don’t eat… I am just skinny…

I can finish a month worth of your food in a day, still I will be skinny.

I just am skinny.”

15. Time for a history lesson.

“Abraham Lincoln was not a conservative.

The Republican party of the 19th century was made up of classical liberals. That is what they called themselves. The party was founded for the purpose of preventing the expansion of slavery in American territories.

I don’t know how anyone could believe that anti-slavery is a conservative stance. Slavery was a “traditional” institution. To be anti-slavery in the 19th century was to be against the wealthy elite.

It was an embrace of modern ideals. It can not, in any sense of the phrase, be described as a conservative movement.

Now, seceding from the US to prevent wealthy landowners from losing out on the profits of slavery, that is a conservative movement. Any push to retain the traditional way of doing things is conservative.”

What are YOU tired of explaining to other people?

Sound off in the comments!

We’d love to hear from you!

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People Admit What Still Weighs on Their Conscience

I like to think that most of us are good people. We try to do the right thing, to have the right reaction, to make other people happier – not sadder – for knowing or coming into contact with us.

It doesn’t always work out that way, but the proof that we care is in the way we can’t forget the days things didn’t go right.

18. That’ll stick with you.

The worst thing I did in my life was viewed as a kindness by the people I did it to. I was a teenager, and after breaking up with my boyfriend I quickly met another guy. We did some physical things (not sex, though he tried to pressure me) but then I started to realize that he wasn’t a good guy.

It made me appreciate my ex and I wanted to get back with him, but I knew this other guy would keep sniffing around me unless something distracted him. I introduced him to my friend, who was about to turn 18 and was desperate to lose her virginity. I knew he’d be happy to oblige, and he would leave me alone because he’d be getting some.

They both were happy to be introduced, both got something they wanted, but I still feel guilty because I know I had a selfish motive. I sold my friend out to a slimy guy to get out of a problem I caused for myself.

17. What a horrible memory for a child to have.

A guy overdosed in our apartment when I was 9. I was used to seeing it because my addict mom had addict friends who just kinda hung around.

I remember watching him, I don’t even know what his name was since I was never introduced to anyone, but he seemed really out there on the oxycodone and was snoring weird. I told my mom but she said not to call 911 because the cops would come.

So I just sat there with my stuffed bunny and watched him sleep and then he got quiet. He died on our couch and I was too afraid of my mom to call anyone. I could have saved him maybe.

He couldn’t have been older than 35.

Mom cleaned all the drugs out of the apartment and called 911 later. She made up a story about him being an ex who showed up on drugs and was going to sleep it off on our couch, they looked around, took the body, and left.

I still think about him sometimes and wonder if he had anyone in his life that would’ve wanted to be with him. Sitting on a dirty couch surrounded by random people with some kid staring at you is a sad way to die to me.

16. Existential crisis.

I am terrified of what my future looks like.

I’m a cook. I have no drive, almost no motivation. I can’t keep doing this when I’m 40, or 50, or even 60. I have no idea what I want to do with my life.

How am I going to take care of myself in the future?

15. It makes your heart ache.

How little I see my mother and grandmother (work across the world), and how time’s flying by. They look older every time I see them now, which is every ~3 months pre-corona.

When I first moved out, it wasn’t like that. It’s like grandma hit 88, mom hit 60 and then… their aging accelerated.

They’re not meant to grow old, only I am…

14. It really is the little things.

For me it’s none of my life’s “great” wrongs. The big mistakes I made in life were ones made honestly, in sh*t circumstances where there probably was no right answer. They were costly. I’ll probably always pay for them. But I’m at peace with that.

The ones that get me are the stupid little ones. I didn’t stop and give that girl and umbrella when she was standing in the rain. I didn’t even think of it until it was too late. Stuff like that. I don’t blame people for screwing up the big things in life. They’re called the big things because they are bigger than you, and it’s real easy to get run over by them.

It’s these little things, where we legitimately should have known better, where it would have been easy to do the right thing…that sh*t is what I’m afraid of. You know…if someone’s waiting to judge us when we die.

13. It takes time to become a good person, for most of us.

One time I was at the science center on a field trip and we were walking in a line, as one does, when another group from a different school walked by in the same hallway.

Among these children one was a young boy, and I sh*t you not, his entire face was covered in acne. There was not a single spot on this young man’s face that didn’t have a boil on it. It wasn’t pizza-face, it was like a proper disfigurement. His face was all… bubbly.

I had never seen this before, let alone prepared for it, so I was shocked. Taken aback. This guttural reaction was so powerful that I cringed immensely fu*king hard at his tiny pimply face. In that moment, in that brief half-second interaction, I saw that face shatter into despair. Shame. And then he was gone. I never saw him again.

I still think about it sometimes and feel really fu*king bad about it.

12. This is terribly sad.

My mother sent our dog to the vet to be euthanized alone. I knew she had to be put down, her kidneys were failing, she was senile and almost entirely incontinent, but I had no idea that neither my mother nor my sister intended to stay with her to the end. I wasn’t there because she deteriorated fast and I live hours away, but if I had known no one else was willing to go with her I would have dropped everything and driven home to do it.

I know it’s not technically my fault, but when I think about it I’m fu*king distraught. She was our family dog for 14 years and they took her to a place she was terrified of and let her die surrounded by strangers. Mom said she couldn’t do it, that it was too hard. I think that’s bullsh*t, she should have been strong for our girl or called me so I could do it. She had been with us for more than half my life, and she wasn’t perfect but she was a good girl, damn it.

Rest In Peace, Kyah, my sweet, dopey good girl.

11. The rules aren’t always fair.

Things I did while working as an ICU nurse.

Many patients or families would want “everything done” and so that is what we did, but sometimes, these things felt morally wrong. The treatments could be painful or uncomfortable and the patients often passed away despite our best efforts.

Instead of passing away peacefully surrounded by family, they passed away in ICU rooms filled with strangers and noisy equipment with tubes coming out of every possible hole in their bodies. Sometimes, they were intubated and sedated and never got to say goodbye to loved ones. God forgive me.

10. This is not a good aunt.

Part of me believes I was responsible for my grandma passing away. I was only 8 at the time. I had never experienced anyone dying before, so I didn’t even know what was going on with her. All I knew was that everyone went every day to see her at the nursing home and people were sad.

I always wanted to go because I loved seeing her and hearing her stories. During one of the visits, I remember feeling super warm and having a horrible stomach ache. When I got home I threw up for hours and found out I had a very high fever. The next morning my grandma passed away.

My aunt found out I was sick the night before she passed and immediately blamed her death on me. She said grandma probably caught my sickness and it was too much for her body to handle, so she passed.

I know it’s not true, but there’s still the guilt I feel for visiting her when I was sick. I don’t think I’m ever going to lose that guilt.

9. It just hits you sometimes.

The fact that time is not as abundant as it feels like.

8. What a horrible adult.

The kid with CP at youth football camp (ages 8-10).

He was a nice kid. Super eager, did his best and god damnit he loved football. But he had CP. He could run but in his own fashion. He could catch, but only like a breadbasket.

All of camp was non-contact. Just drills and practice. At the end of the week long camp we played flag football games in a tournament fashion. It was amazing. Such a blast.

The commissioner said he couldn’t play.

I’ll never forget how he cried and begged. He pleaded to play. I’ll never forget how he bawled, “why can’t I play?! Why can’t I play!?”

I knew I was watching something tragic but didn’t know the weight of it. We played the games, he was given a clipboard and that was that. But you could see that spark and passion he had all through camp was gone from his eyes. The games weren’t the same. My father, who was a coach in the league came up to me after the games and asked me about it. I was still very upset from it.

I asked why he couldn’t play. My father said it was too dangerous for him. I said how unfair that was.

My father agreed. He told me to remember him. Remember how he cried. He said to remember how lucky I am that I can do the things I can do. He said to remember those that can’t. He said to remember how they would do anything to do the smallest things.

I remember that kid from time to time. I don’t remember him enough.

7. Lesson learned, I guess.

In the 5th grade a couple of us hooligans snuck back into school during recess and took most of our teachers candy collection (that she would use as rewards or prizes). When she found out someone stole her candy, she started bawling her eyes out about how that candy comes out of her pocket and can’t believe students would take advantage of her kindness.

I felt so fu*king bad and always hoped we didn’t hurt her willingness to go above and beyond for her students, I’m sorry Ms. Johnson ?

6. More now than ever.

honestly? the future of humanity. I worry a lot if we as a species are doomed. It’s a terrifying thing.

5. We never appreciate our grandparents enough as kids.

The way we treated our great-grandmother who was a saint. I loved her dearly but made fun of her. That woman worked her ass off and never complained.

I never heard her say a bad word against anyone, yet I know I hurt her feelings. Instead of being a jerk to her, I should have striven to be more like her.

4. You just never know.

What weighs on me, is something not from too long ago.

My little sister came into my room in the morning, crying, shaking and visible very upset. And she hugged me, and cried even more. When I asked what was wrong, she begged something of me that made my blood go cold.

“Please, don’t kill yourself,”

She had a nightmare that I committed.

The thing is, I almost did, 2 months before that. I thought nobody cared for me, and if my own family didn’t love me, than what was the point of living? I never got down to it, and didn’t try it, but it was very close.

And then came my sister, crying, out of herself with grief because she saw me do it in a dream. I can’t even imagine how it would have effected her if I did it for real. The fact that I almost put her through something like that, it makes me tear up every time I think about it. Even now I’m writing this with tears in my eyes.

I took the love of my sister and my family for granted, but I never will again.

3. No way around it.

Survivor’s guilt. It always feels like there was something I should of done, or like I should have died instead of one of them. That they didn’t deserve it but I deserved to die and that I would trade places in an instant.

I know I couldn’t have done anything. I know I can’t trade places no matter how badly I want to. Terrorism doesn’t really ask for your opinions

2. This person’s heart is gold.

When I was younger, I found a baby bunny in our garden. I told my mom, and she told me to leave the bunny alone. Still, I’d move a leaf or two to give it shade if the sun is shining right on it. I’d constantly check on, cuz it looked so cute. But one day, it stopped moving. I called my mom, and she looks at me really sad and tells me it died.

Honestly, a part of me died that day. Like its been years, but I just can’t get over it. Why did such an innocent creature have to die? If God really is fair, why wasn’t he fair to that bunny (I come from a religious Hindu family)? But more importantly, why couldn’t I save it? If I checked more often, maybe I would have seen something that could have saved it. I know I couldn’t have done anything, but it still hurts man.

1. I hope it gets better.

I don’t think I’m ever going to be happy anymore. I feel so far gone with my problems. I don’t think I’ll ever feel like the innocent child I once was.

I might make improvements and get better over time… but I feel like the water is already murky and I’m chained to my past. I suppose I could be more specific… but it’s just too depressing to even talk about.

I feel all of these like a stab to the heart.

Do you have a memory like this? We would love if you would share it in the comments.

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People Share the Coolest Thing They Ever Did on Accident

I really like the term “happy accident.” It puts a positive spin on the accident, which people generally associate with bad things going down, but listen – sometimes, good things happen when we’re not expecting them at all.

Which is pretty awesome.

These 17 people are here to tell you it’s true – totally cool stuff can happen without you meaning to do it at all.

17. Who doesn’t want to be Spiderman!?

High school. Walked by 2 kids in the hallway. Kid 1 playfully threw water bottle at Kid 2’s back just as we passed each other.

The bottle bounced off and I caught it with my hand without looking or even turning my head, and I just had a blank nonchalant expression as I did that.

I handed it back to them with a poker face, but I was actually losing my mind and felt like Spiderman lol.

16. How you know you’ve chosen the right profession.

First bartending shift ever, picked up a bottle of fairly expensive liquor (Patron Añejo). Slipped from my hand, held out my foot to slow the fall of the bottle to lessen the spread of shattered glass, and the bottle ended up resting on my outstretched foot completely unharmed.

The one customer that was there (slow opening shift) saw the whole thing and freaked out, thinking I’ve been bartending for decades. I’ve never felt prouder of my reflexes.

15. A memory to last a lifetime.

I accidentally caught an interception in high school and scored a touchdown. I was just as surprised to catch it as everyone else since I was just crossing over and the next thing I know I see the football flying over me.

I instinctively reached up and caught it, and the only thing in my head at that point was “run” so I booked it and got a 60 yard touchdown

14. That’s some kind of divine intervention!

I was cooking once and my knife dropped from my cutting board. Reflex’s kicked in and I used my foot to stop it. Reflexes also used to much force (I’ve never been good at hacky sack because of this) and somehow not only did i not get stabbed but I kicked the knife back up and it ended up stuck in the cutting board. I had to just turn stove off and leave everything for about 10 minutes.

13. Couldn’t do that again if he tried.

Threw a paper ball into the teachers mug instead of the paper bin. I peaked that day in seventh grade ?

12. You gotta go out on a high note.

Scored a goal in a soccer game.

I’m lousy at sports. Always have been. But, in 7th grade, I signed up for a lunch break soccer tournament. As expected, I was awful. All I could do was run around and get in the way of the opposing team.

But one day, I was near the goal defended by the other team while nearly all the other players were heading back from the other end of the field. One of my teammates kicked the ball hard in my direction.

Someone yelled my name. I saw the ball. I put up my hands to block it, remembered that hands aren’t allowed in soccer, and ducked. The ball hit my head and bounced straight toward and into the goal, much to everyone’s utter amazement.

We won that game. I never played soccer again.

11. Small, but fun.

Bought someone a Coke without looking at it and it had their name on it.

10. An amazing story.

I stopped a lady at a crosswalk because her underwear was hanging out of the back of her skirt (look like a mistake in the bathroom maybe). She stepped back off the crosswalk in about 2 seconds later a vehicle making a left turn at high speed smashed into parked cars right next to where she would have been standing.

She would have been dead.

9. The universe talking to you.

I got angry, so I crumpled up a receipt and threw it at the wall. It bounced off and landed in a vase on the counter. I stopped in my tracks and thought “well I can’t be mad after witnessing that.”

8. His kids thought he was so cool for awhile.

One time I was driving a kids bike in small circles.. so I went a bit too tight on my circle, ended up horizontal with my bike, ending up with JUST the side of the pedal touching the ground, did a full 360 turn, then popped back up like it was some 1000/1000 difficulty BMX move or somesh#t.

Like.. is that even a move for BMX tricks?? Not sure but I did it, completely on accident but still.

7. And he couldn’t even be mad.

I hit my mate in the nutsack with a tennis ball from across a football field once.

6. I can’t believe the whole restaurant didn’t slow clap.

Waitressing in college I was carrying a huge tray of dirty dishes from the dining room to the kitchen down a little hallway. I slipped on some water, went down hard on my butt but managed to keep the tray perfectly level and didn’t spill a thing.

Not a major achievement but kept me from having to clean for the next half hour.

5. Lots of people accidentally catching balls.

When I was a kid, my cousins and I were outside and they were playing catch with a football. I was sitting on a chair not really paying attention, stretched out my arm to stretch and at the same time, my cousin missed the ball when it came at him.

I stretched out my arm and next thing I know I’ve caught it perfectly without even looking. With my non-dominant hand, might I add.

4. That’ll get your blood pumping.

Accidentally corrected a skid when I lost control of my car on an icy road. I hit my brakes too hard and noticed my car started to drift to the left.

Instinctively, I let off the gas and turned my steering wheel left, into the drift, and my car went back to driving in a straight line.

3. Accidental hero.

I had headphones in walking downtown a busy street, a kid almost hit me with his bike coming down the driveway so I stopped it by the handle bars.

The mom came running down the driveway and I was thinking “Oh great, a Karen.” After taking my headphones out she thanked me in a panic for stopping her son from flying into the street as a car passed by.

Never noticed it drive by.

2. Bet he still couldn’t breathe for awhile.

Accidentally did a full 360 in my car while driving down an icy road in the winter.

Nearly shat my self while watching the telephone pole getting closer, but I saved the spin and kept driving along like I meant to do it.

1. I’d say that qualifies.

My dad accidentally had the best acid trip of his life at a Grateful Dead concert.

At age 18, my dad had to wear a body cast due to surgery for his scoliosis. His buddies heard of a Grateful Dead concert a couple towns over in California, and they invited him along. My dad was laid flat in the back of an old Studebaker station wagon for the ride.

When they arrived, my dad’s buddies asked him to hide their hits of paper acid in his body cast so they could be discrete, since all of them had been arrested for possession prior.

My dad obliged and all was going well for a bit. Once the Grateful Dead started playing, my dad was dancing around, best he could, and began to sweat. Cue the paper acid being absorbed into his system and suddenly he’s tripping balls at a once in a lifetime concert.

We need more of these in our lives, don’t you think?

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“Happy Accidents” That People Have Never Been Able to Forget

When most of us think about the most notable accidents of our lives, it’s probably not-so-good things that come to mind. The injuries, the total mess-ups.

If you think harder, though, you might – like these 15 people – recall some moments where completely cool things happened out of the blue.

15. Ahhh, sweet innocence.

When my brother was in college (I’m younger than him), I took a weekend trip up to stay with him. One night we went to a line dancing event with him and a lot of his friends. I felt very out of place and very uncool since I was a lowly high schooler and they were almighty college kids, so I kind of kept to myself and was just weird when I got paired with his friends.

Later that evening, we went to Waffle House to eat, and we’re all crammed into a small booth (about 7 of us). My brother shot a straw wrapper at me while I was in conversation with someone, and I threw up my hand to shield my face without looking. The straw wrapper landed IN BETWEEN my index and middle fingers, and it looked like I straight up Naruto’d him or something.

The whole table exploded in amazement, and that’s the biggest I’ve ever felt in my whole life. It’s been 15 years since that happened, and it’s one of my most vivid memories.

14. Happy to be alive.

When I was about 14/15 I was rushing down the stairs and tripped about 7 or 8 steps from the bottom, going into complete freefall for a moment.

To avoid an extremely painful tumble, I instinctively reached out with my arm and happened to grab the newel post (the end bit of the banister) with my hand at the same time that one of my feet only just managed to make brief contact with a step.

The momentum then swung my entire body around the newel post, my foot lost contact with the step again, then when I finally came to a stop I had landed firmly on both feet and didn’t have a single scratch on me. One of the scariest moments of my life.

13. The right place at the right time.

I was a lifeguard on the ocean. I was having a pretty shit day, and on top of it my lunch was postponed an hour.

I headed up the beach to the nearest hotel to eat. As I was leaving the restaurant I heard a crowd of people screaming near the pool. As I came down the stairs towards, I saw a young child floating face down in the water. I immediately pulled the kid out and gave rescue breathing until the EMT could arrive.

The next day the parents walked down to my stand to thank me. They were originally told by their doctors they couldn’t have children, but a few years later were blessed with this young boy..their only child. The mother told me I was their guardian angel that day.

I’m not a very religious person, but this story still gives me goose bumps knowing that I was the right person in the right place at the right time for that boy. I started off angry about my lunch time change, but this was the outcome. ?

12. A moment that turns you speechless.

It’s either that or the time I gave my brother in law ball-in-a-cup for Christmas (based on a long-running joke we had, I honestly pick good presents). After trying it out for a good while and having no luck, he got frustrated and jokingly said it was broken.

To make him feel better, I grabbed it off the floor and said it took practice and that nobody ever succeeds at getting the ball in the cup right away.

To prove my point, I had a go myself and nailed it on my first try. Neither of us really knew what to say.

11. Everybody drinks!

Was playing a game of beer-pong and randomly threw a bottle cap and hit the enemy’s ball straight out of the air.

There was a lot of confusion.

I felt pretty damn awesome in that moment.

10. Classic.

I was taking a tour of one of the U.S government buildings, I believe the Capital but I’m not sure, during a school trip. During the tour, the guide showed us a chandelier and asked if anyone knew how much it was worth.

Flippantly, I answered something like 4.7 million like I already knew the answer. Turns out, it was the correct answer: the tour guide said “sounds like someone’s been doing his research.”

None of my friends believed me when I told them that I hadn’t already known the answer. I believed me though.

9. Do not try this at home.

Drunkenly invested money into stocks… Made back triple that money.

8. The tea is really the kicker.

Christmas Party at a friend’s new apt. She’d made the place lovely, after her return from Italy. She’s set up her 1st adult Christmas tree. After dinner it’s time for pumpkin pie and hot drinks, I’m getting my tea.

From across the room I see someone accidentally brushed past the tree and it begins to wobble and spin heading for a fall with all of her hand blown Italian ornaments on it.

Somehow I cross the room, unspin the tree, set it back in its proper place (with all of its ornaments intact) and never spilled any tea.

7. This is absolutely hilarious.

I was sh*tfaced/rollin last Saturday night out at the bars, and heard someone screaming inside this cookie joint at like 2 am. So I drunkenly ran in because from the window it looked like an old friend of mine and I thought maybe something was wrong.

I get inside and decide I want to just surprise him by running up and hugging the fucking shit out of him from behind. So I wrap my arms around him and scream “GUESS WHO MOTHERF*CKER!” All of a sudden, the few other people in this cookie shop run over and tackle us to the ground! Im beyond fucked up, so I just lay there with my arms locked around my friend while people are on top of us. Someone then shouts “I got his gun”…

Yep….Not only was this guy not my friend, but he was in fact robbing this place. I had just drunkenly stopped a fucking robbery. Apparently when I hugged him and shouted guess who, he got so scared that he dropped his gun allowing the other people to rush in and subdue him.

6. He couldn’t do it again if he tried.

We were playing a game of dodgeball, and since there were too much people on the benches, the coach decided to add a rule: anyone who can throw the ball directly into the basketball-goal (spelling?) can immediately deliver everyone.

I had one of the balls in hand when he said that, and the moment he signaled the game to continue, I threw the ball randomly (because I have the worst aim ever) and it somehow went straight into it! I never managed to pull it off a second time, but boy was I proud for the entirety of that day!

5. Mr. Miagi would be proud.

Once cut a fly in half while in flight. Pretty big house fly annoying me while prepping dinner and in my anger I sliced at the fly only for it to fall to ground in pieces, had to wash the knife afterwards though.

4. That’s what’s called beginner’s luck.

Target shooting at a friends house. He wasn’t having much luck with his new rifle so of course I was giving him shit big time. He got a bit frustrated, handed the rifle to me and said “If you can talk all that shit, here you do better than I did”

He told me to shoot the bowling pin that hangs by twine on the left. I sarcastically replied “I’ll shoot that bitch down by taking out the string” I put it up to my shoulder, aimed for the center of the bowling pin and pulled the trigger.

By some freak chance I hit the twine and the bowling pin dropped. I was celebrating because I honestly had not aimed at the twine. He was a bit salty until I told him that I have no fuckin idea how I hit that string because I wasn’t even aiming for it LOL

3. Video or it didn’t happen.

Someone tried to flick a lot cigarette in my face in front of a bunch of girls to be “cool.” Well I showed them because the cigarette landed in my mouth filter first and I took a drag like nothing happened.

2. Wow. What a tragic ride.

Saved my friend’s life, and maybe doomed her cousin to death instead.

Ok, so this was the late 70s. My friend (and next door neighbor) and I were maybe 4 or 5 at the time. She had family visiting at the time, and the visiting family left their 2 or 3 year old son out to play with us in the front yard. (for sake of brevity, I’ll just say we were 5 and the son was 3)

Yep, you heard correctly, they left their 3 year old to be watched over by a pair of 5 year olds. This was back in the days when lawn darts were a kids toy and there were no mandatory seatbelts, etc.

So my friend and I were being 5 year olds, playing around and not watching her little cousin as closely as we should have been. Suddenly I see her little cousin, clad in nothing but a diaper, walk out into the street just as a pickup truck comes roaring down the road. I started screaming for him to come back. My friend, then alerted to what was going on, bolted into the street to fetch her cousin. I, purely instinctively, lurched forward and grabbed her dress and pulled on her, but only slowing her down. As she got passed the point of the parked cars the truck hit her cousin, killing him instantly, just a few feet in front of us.

Her family heard us screaming and ran outside to see their son lying dead in the roadway. That is the first time I ever heard the banshee wail of a parent that had lost a child. That sound…it’s not a scream, it is a sound so much more visceral, soul crushing and terrifying than any sound you can consciously make. I watched the boy’s father cradling his son’s body in the roadway like the dramatic death scenes you see in movies. Some seriously f*cked up shit for a pair of 5 year olds to experience. I don’t know how I am not more f*cked up than I am.

So, by pulling on my friend’s dress, I may have well prevented two deaths that day. On the other hand, she might have been able to snatch her cousin away to safety at the last second. I still don’t know which it is four decades later, and it haunts me. It is tough just to write/relive this. Especially since I had kids of my own. Those memories have taken on a whole other meaning.

1. Ten points to Gryffindor.

Told my parents I would take the dog I picked up on the side of the road to the shelter after the three-day weekend (i think it was labor day).

Forgot to take her on the morning they opened back up and somehow she accidentally wound up living with us for 10 amazing years until she passed.

Don’t you just love moments like these?

If you’ve got a similar memory, tell us about it in the comments!

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People Share Their Disgust About a Man Who Prefers Water on His Cereal

Cereal is the perfect meal any time of the day, and if you buy yourself the yummy sugary kind your parents always refused you (you are, right?) it’s also a lovely snack.

This guy, though, prefers to drown his with water instead of milk.

Eating cereal with water is better than with milk from unpopularopinion

We’re all horrified, and these 21 responses generally sum up our shock and disdain.

21. Quietly violent.

Upvoting just because of how violently unpopular and straight up terrible this opinion is.

20. Short, sweet, to the point.

You disgust me.

19. I think we’ve proven that wrong.

“Opinions can’t be wrong…they’re just opinions.”

You can’t ever say that if you know this OP.

Disgusting.

18. This guy needs more information for some reason.

Which type of cereal- oats, cream of wheat, grits or other breakfast cereals like corn flakes, Cheerios, Captain Crunch, etc ?

Because there’s a difference…

17. He’s earned it.

Jesus Christ you’re strange… take my upvote.

16. That’s a bright side for ya.

Interesting.

I’ve never talked to a demon before.

Is hell hot or cold? Lol.

15. Different strokes, I guess.

This is the true purpose of this sub.

Spread the truth brother!

But i totally disagree lol.

14. We just have a lot of questions, ok?

Do you drink the water afterwards?

13. There is a better way!

literally the worst type of person lmao

i have to upvote as well, but HOW COULD YOU LIKE THIS, OP?!

12. Sorry, but receipts are required.

Can you post a video of you eating cereal with water, I just don’t believe this.

11. Just go.

You’re disgusting.

Take this upvote and leave.

10. Monsters gotta monster.

Have a preferred cereal/water combo?

Does does honey bunches of oats pair well with Fiji water?

Prob a tap man.

9. Not suitable for anyone, really.

Mark this as NSFW, this is disgusting.

8. Not all of us have the stomach for the video.

I don’t think I could watch it, I will need third party confirmation.

There’s some dark sh%t I’ve seen on the internet, but this crosses a line.

7. You’re missing out on the best part!

Yes, cereal flavored milk is a treat.

Back in my stoner days, we talked about how we wished you could just buy a bottle of cereal flavored milk.

6. No question about it.

This has to be, by far, the most unpopular opinion in the world. You’re not human.

5. We might need an exorcist.

What the actual f*ck is wrong with you. Here is your upvote.

4. We are just paralyzed by it.

His opinion hurts me deeply.

I won’t downvote him.

But I can’t upvote him, either.

3. What we’re all thinking.

What. The. F*ck.

You absolute psychopath. You insane, crazy, mentally f*cked up, poor motherf*cker. Jesus f*cking Christ.

Take my upvote.

2. Is this a dig against Amish people?

I’m pretty sure if you told an Amish person what cereal is even they would consider this too bland.

1. In short.

Wot in tarnation?

I cannot with this guy, yall. Something is wrong with him.

If you somehow agree, please explain yourself in the comments!

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What Advice Can You Give a Single Father Raising a Daughter by Himself? People Shared Their Thoughts.

If there’s one thing that people who have kids understand, it’s that moment of panic that occurs when you realize you have no idea what you’re doing.

Most of us, though, will never stand in this man’s shoes; his friends died in a car accident, leaving him with sole custody of their 3mo daughter.

Image Credit: Reddit

He’s alone, he’s got a baby he wasn’t prepared for and, since he has no other children, has no experience to rely on – but don’t worry. The internet has his back.

Here are 18 people swooping in with some very good advice.

18. Just breathe.

I am a dad with two girls.

They love forts, jungle gyms, trampolines, Mindcraft, helping me in the garage just as much as anything typically concerned girly.

Just do things, ANYTHING, together and she will absolutely love you for the time and you will be surprised how much you love being with her.

3 months is young so remember to breath for this first year. Once she is walking and talking it gets easier. Don’t forget to ask for help and get rest.

YOU GOT THIS!

Consider it your life’s purpose and you will live up to the honor that was bestowed upon you.

17. It’s as easy – and as hard – as that.

As a step-father (and someone who was adopted) all I can offer is love her for who she is, always let her know who her parents were.

A lot of it will come naturally, hopefully you have some friends or family that will help out

Raise her as if she was your daughter, teach her respect and values and she will turn out fine

16. Take her with you.

Take her places! Don’t stop doing the things you love, but include her if you can. Take her to the store, out to eat, go running in a jogging stroller (when she’s a teeny bit older).

Take her for walks and go on vacation with her! Kids soak up everything around them and activity tires them out so they sleep better. Good luck, Dad!

15. Just care.

All parents fail their children. You’re human so it’s inevitable to make mistakes. The difference between a good parent and a shitty one is if you care to try and improve and learn from your mistakes. There are lots of parents out there that just don’t care.

The fact that you care puts you ahead of a sizeable portion of people. You’re gonna be just fine.

Some fatherly advice… 1. They do sleep eventually 2. Crying is the only way they can communicate early on. They’re not screaming in your face just to piss you off. 3. Shower them with hugs, kisses and “I love you”s until the day you die.

14. This made me cry.

I have a three year old daughter. I’m a stay at home dad. This morning we watched some DC LEGO superhero movie (she said she loves Batman and Superman equally), and the day before she “pranked” me by painting my nails. Really she picked out the color and I did most of the painting, but she loves it.

When you’re able just spend time with her. When she’s having big feelings, let her. Let her know she’s allowed to feel whatever it is she feels, and let her know it’s okay. You’ll be there to comfort her. Love her and guide her. Always be kind.

At some point it will become old hat, and you’ll be frustrated and mad. That’s normal and okay. However you can’t take it out on her. When it happens to me, I explain what I’m feeling with my daughter and why. I’m frustrated with your behavior (never them, it’s what they’re doing) because you aren’t listening to me at the moment. That kinda thing.

Be honest. Kids are smart. And if you’re honest they’ll generally ask questions and just accept whatever you tell them. I have a nephew and two nieces that are adopted. It’s fairly obvious so it being a secret was never an option. However they are told (I assume they believe it) and treated like family. The fact they’re adopted means nothing for the most part. Might as well be bright red hair for all we care. They’re blood to us. That said we’re all honest about it if they ask.

If you have any questions or concerns my wife is pretty well educated on early childhood education. Between the two of us, I feel confident we can answer your questions.

Just being loving and kind will take you a long way.

13. Trust yourself.

It’s hard to imagine a more parental feeling than that fear that we’ll fail them. All of us feel that. You’ll be great because you want to be great and that will guide you.

I am so sorry for your loss. They must’ve loved and admired you very much to agree that you should take care of their daughter in their absence. Trust their judgement and your own.

12. Don’t worry about what’s girly.

Came here to say not to get hung up on what’s “girly”… I have three daughters, and they like all of the same messy outdoor shit, shooting, comic books/movies, etc. that I do.

Also, long hair (if she eventually grows it long) can be challenging. YouTube is your friend here.

You clearly have the love part covered, which is the most important part … you got this. As for feeling like you don’t know what you’re doing – no new parent knows what they’re doing.

We all felt the same way when we had our first kid.

11. Practical advice.

On the more formal side of things where I am there is a schedule of child health nurse & doctor visits, vaccinations etc. If that kind information hasn’t been transferred then it might be best to schedule a visit with her doctor to discuss what to do next. They will know what your local systems and have the most comprehensive records for the child.

For general parenting skills before our child arrived my partner and I took a 1 day class on what to expect in the first 6 months (further classes were available for 6-12, 12-24, etc). I found a few different non-profits operating in the parenting space offering similar classes in my area (these were very reasonably priced, with discounts available if the fees would be a hardship). Some people I have discussed this with say they took similar classes at their hospital. You will probably find that her doctor is able to make a few recommendations.

These classes are great at covering the essentials, and a few extra tips. But most importantly they provide the confidence that you know what the baby needs for everything to go right, and what to do when things go wrong. At three months old it can be hard to find a spare hour let alone a day but the value they would provide is immeasurable.

10. Sensible and true.

Keep her fed, but don’t over-feed.

Keep her clean and safe, but don’t drive yourself crazy.

Love her. Go absolutely nuts. You can’t love her too much. Hold her when she cries and set up her crib in your room if you feel like it will make things easier.

Be patient with yourself. You’re going to end up making mistakes. Kids are resilient. If you get to the end of your rope, it will do the baby no damage if you put her in your crib and go to the other end of the house with your headphones on for a few minutes to collect yourself.

The fact that you’re trying to figure all this out tells me that you will be a great dad!

9. Ask for advice.

Honestly, man, as long as you love her, you’ll never fail her.

Join some parenting groups on reddit and facebook. You don’t even have to post, but you’ll learn a lot by what you read. Having your mom along for the ride is already helping you a bunch because she raised you!

Never be afraid to ask her pediatrician, or, in the future, her teachers, for advice.

You’re doing a great thing and your friends would be so proud of you.

8. YouTube is your friend.

Sorry for your loss. Be as loving and open as you can, because she’s going to have questions you can’t answer but knowing you’re there for her will make a huge impact.

Also, look up YouTube videos about how to do hair and be ready to have a talk about menstruation around age 10. This includes having pads ready.

7. You can do it.

Congrats! You’re a dad.

Seriously, this is what being a dad feels like all the time. You just love them completely and want to make sure you don’t fail them in any way.

You’re on the right track. This is a tough situation, but you’re doing it. Just keep doing your best and letting her know you love her.

For some general tips…

Wipe front to back

Make use of that diaper cream. Use what works. I like the aquaphor diaper cream.

Get yourself a dad backpack. I like the one made by highspeeddaddy.

Amazon is awesome. Get their baby wipes.

Open up that next diaper pack only when you need to. Sizing up can happen quick, and you can return an unopened case of diapers.

Baby 411 is a pretty good book on baby stuff. PM me with your info and I’ll send you a copy. We got the pregnancy one and the baby one, it was great.

Don’t bother with an overly expensive baby monitor. I got a security camera on Amazon with baby crying detection for like $35. It’s awesome.

Honestly not much difference between boys and girls outside of wiping. And at toddler age, boys in my family are downright destructive beasts.

6. Talk about her parents.

You can tell her that her mommy and daddy died in a car accident but loved her sooo much and chose you to be her Daddy when she died. She will be hurt if this is kept secret and she finds out.

You can try to remember stories or qualities from your friends and record them or type them out so you won’t forget. When she is older you can give them to her, or tell them to her.

5. On girls.

Going along with wiping front to back, stay attuned if something goes wrong and she gets a UTI (urinary tract infection). It’s when bacteria from fecal matter ends up in the urethra. She’ll say she needs to pee constantly but nothing will come out. At that point take her to a walk-in and they can give her child-friendly antibiotics. (Also, anytime she needs antibiotics make sure she gets probiotics too – yogurt will be fine).

You can do this. The fact that you’re scared is a great sign that you will be a great father to her. Like many others have said, kids are resilient. Be open and honest with her as she grows up, learn from your mistakes and apologise when mistakes happen. You’ll be okay.

When you have rules and she asks why, take the time to explain it to her. Kids are more understanding and willing to follow rules if they know where it’s coming from.

This isnt pertinent now but as she grows up, remember that all girls face body issues and adequacy issues. When she comes to you with low self esteem, don’t brush it off and tell her not to worry about it, or that its silly to think about. Let her vent and keep telling her what a beautiful and smart and funny girl she is.

Girls also face growing up with misogyny. Luckily we live in a much better situation now where women are more respected than they once were, but she will still face it. Show her that how those boys treat her is wrong and that she doesn’t have to accept that from them. Show her that her opinion is just as important.

And when it comes to sex one day, have an open conversation with her where she’s not condemned for wanting it. Most girls have had parents tell them no sex before marriage, and so they felt like they couldn’t ask questions about it. They were shamed. Let her know it’s normal to want that but (if she’s young) she should wait because sex and emotions are tied together. Once you have that bond with someone as a girl/woman, it’s a lot harder to let the next person into your heart. Be open about all her questions, tell her how to be safe, dont condemn her out of fear of her getting hurt, but let her know the emotional toll sex can have.

4. One thing at a time.

Don’t think about all the future milestones. There are so many that it is very overwhelming if you do that. Luckily, nature makes it so that they usually only hit one major milestone at a time. Right now, focus on allowing her to try to roll over.

After that, focus on crawling (you can make it fun for her if you demonstrate crawling! That’s what my toddler did for the baby and it worked). After that, it’s tasting solid foods, then learning to walk, etc etc. Only focus on the milestones as they come.

By the time you need to teach her about menstruation, you’ll be more than ready and willing. You’ll be surprised how natural this parenting thing becomes (after the first very exhausting year). You got this.

3. It’s ok to be scared.

Just being scared to fail her is an indication you won’t.

I have an 18 month old daughter the only thing I want for her is to know love. That means to me always showing affection constantly.

Especially in the beginning it’s going to be hard I hope she doesn’t cry too much for you. But remember if she does and you feel like you’re going crazy just put her down and leave the room. She’ll be ok by herself for a minute while you collect yourself.

Give her lots of food I can’t believe how often this girl eats just like all the time.

2. Find your tribe.

First off I’m sorry for your loss, and you are a real life Hero. My advice is to look for any “mom and baby” groups in your area. It doesn’t matter that you are a single dad, you will be welcome to join.

I would start with community centres, gyms/yoga studios or even Churches if that’s your thing. Being around other people with babies will help you and your daughter. She needs to be socialized and you need to be around people who understand what you are going through.

Having a group of people you can talk to about baby things will be a huge help. Good luck!!

1. Take time for yourself.

Whilst alot of people here are talking about things you can do to look after her, something i would add is look after yourself also, your best-friend has just passed away, and looking after a child (especially a child that has just been handed to you without warning) can be very exhausting mentally.

There will probably be times when you break down crying and its ok to do so, just dont do it alone, be open with family and friends or a professional.

This is one of those times when you realize the world really is full of good people.

What advice would you have given this man? We can all use amazing parenting advice if you’ve got it!

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People Talk About the Scariest Places They’ve Ever Been To

I’m a huge fan of all things scary and I especially like hearing stories in this genre that are TOTALLY TRUE.

I’d have to say the scariest place I’ve ever been was an abandoned hospital that was rumored to have been an insane asylum back in the day. We went in at night with flashlights and the place was covered in graffiti, trash, animals, and there were homeless people living in there.

It was pretty darn creepy and it was the only time I was brave enough to go into that building…

Let’s get creepy with folks from AskReddit as they talk about the scariest places they’ve ever been to.

1. Whoa…

“Reconstructed subway which exploded years ago in Daegu, Korea.

They memorialized the explosion on site: scorched walls, melted people’s items, burnt phone booths and all, but the scariest was the scorched walls with writings and handprints of the people that were trapped during the explosion.

This subway is one of the busiest stations even today due to being the city’s downtown area.”

2. No way I’d ever do this.

“Probably a cave, wriggling through a “lemon drop” as they called it, where you go feet first down a skinny tunnel and have to wriggle down about 12′ before you drop into a chamber below.

About halfway my shoulders got stuck and it took like five excruciating minutes to get loose.

I don’t know why I went spelunking, I’m claustrophobic.”

3. Unsettling.

“An abandoned set of buildings that were part of a former college campus, next to an abandoned military airfield.

There was a lot to explore, but it definitely gave off an unsettling vibe.

There was even an enterable hangar that had a bunch of torn gas masks lying on a pile in the middle of it.”

4. NO WAY.

“I had just crossed over the border into China from Kazakhstan – for some reason, my buddy and I made it a plan to hit as many haunted houses as we could (for whatever reason, there were plenty on our route from Moscow to Delhi).

We found out about one in Urumqi and decided to go – as we went down these dank stairs into what seemed like once was part of an underground system, everything just felt wrong.

The person there had us sit in these gross chairs in front of this odd raised platform. Out of nowhere, this girl (and I mean no more than 14) comes out in a skimpy leopard print outfit with a snake. We are getting ‘gtfo’ vibes but are the only ones there and the dude(s) running the place are right behind us.

So, we proceed to watch this girl pop the snakes head into her mouth and swing it around like a helicopter. After the ‘show’ they tried to guide us to these rooms with the grossest mattresses on the planet on the ground.

It was really sad, creepy, and disgusting. All we could do is shove some RMB in the guys hand and run out.”

5. The station.

“A Greyhound station in Buffalo NY in the middle of the night. I thought for sure I was going to get mugged.

I had a stopover there when I was going to Niagara Falls. Greyhound stations are usually sketchy, but that one was by far the worst. The bathrooms were nasty. And the station, and the way people looked at you. I couldn’t wait to get out of there. It was early morning, but I had a similar feeling as you.

I’ve since stopped taking Greyhound since some driver thought that my bag would be too big and tried to force me to board without my laptop and asthma medication (against their own policy).

It was smaller than most of the other passengers’ bags and fit on the trip up fine. Prices have gone up anyways, so other options are better. Planning on taking the train or Megabus from now on when I need to get somewhere without a car & air travel is too expensive/not worth it.”

6. That’s pretty young.

“Catacombs in Sicily.

Yup great parenting let’s bring a 6-year-old to a place where every light shines on a dead body, and everything else is darkness.”

7. Sketchy.

“Last year I lived in a suburb in Gifu Prefecture.

Down the street was a broken down old house and my friend and I decided to do a photoshoot there one night, because an old broken Japanese house looked pretty cool.

When I say broken down, I mean entire walls were missing and exposing the inside, floors were broken, and lots of old junk everywhere. Pipes and beams were exposed, and there were crates of old belongings.

There was one crate though that had hundreds of photos of the same girl, as a child to adulthood. Black and white, developed from film. It was always just her and no one else in the photo. I thought it was strange that the old owners could just leave photos of this girl behind.

The more I looked at them, I noticed she didn’t seem happy in a lot of them.

I got really uncomfortable and so my friend and I left and abandoned the photo shoot.

I think she might have been a victim of something and that’s why the photos were left behind in a half-destroyed house.

Got really freaked out that night…”

8. Like a horror movie.

“I spent two weeks alone at an abandoned silk factory and nuclear waste cleanup site in a small rural town.

No electricity. It was 120 years old. Roofs collapsing It was creepy. Dark, wet, strange noises. One corner of an upper floor was walled off with plastic sheeting, work lights and a table. Never did figure out what was going on
in there…

There was an eyeball scrawled on the wall in another area in red marker with the words “it sheds the blood here” underneath.

The building is gone now.”

9. Get outta there!

“We were on our way to Flagstaff, AZ for the Overland Expo and planned to camp near there the night before it started since we were on a longer overland trip.

It was this place in the woods that was recommended by other who were there before. It all seemed fine and we set up camp.

At night when we brushed our teeth we noticed there were animal skulls hanging in the trees all around us, it was super scary.

We packed up and spend the night in a hotel.”

10. Atlanta.

“Some hotel in Atlanta.

My mom and I were traveling to rescue my brother from an abusive situation and she picked a cheap hotel outside the city. It was clear the type of people who came there but figured it wasnt a problem.

As we got to sleep someone started banging on the door screaming how we owed them money. My mom called front desk for security who came and removed that guy. The rest of the night we saw Shadows come back and forth outside the window and they would just be standing there.

Eventually at 4 in the morning the banging came back. My mom called security and had them escort us to our truck because she refused to deal with it any longer.”

11. Graveyard.

“The old graveyard of Olargues in the Hérault, France.

I was camping in the neighborhood and we visited the village, old and beautiful. We were young and inquisitive and climbed the wall around an old graveyard. What we found were 19th century graves, often in little grave houses.

But grave robbers had yanked the lead coffins out of the houses and everywhere were opened coffins with skeletons. It was actually very sad to behold. There were 5 of us and without a warning we all ran to the wall and jumped back to the world of the living.

We all had had a feeling we should not stay there a second longer, we could not explain it, just an overwhelming feeling of terror. About 15 years later I passed that cemetery on the back of a motorbike and just looked through a crack in the wall. I was struck with that same feeling.

It is not a good place.”

12. Sounds scary.

“I was doing some intense, solo, off-trail hiking in the Eastern Sierras and found an old mine entrance.

Being a teenager I immediately walked in there. Shortly thereafter, I started getting light headed and ran back out.

I could have easily passed out and died, and, given the extremely remote location, remained unfound for years.”

13. War zone.

“My parents spent a lot of time in war zones for their careers and had strange ideas about what made a good family holiday.

So, anyway, we ended up going to in Egypt and Lybia in 2011. If you don’t know, this was the year of the the Cairo riots/Egyptian revolution and the Lybian civil war.

I was 15, really made me see the world differently. In multiple ways – saw lots of scary people with guns, but also slept out under the stars in the Lybian desert and saw a nights sky with 0 light pollution.

Nothing can prepare you for the sheer brightness of the stars when everything else around you is pitch black. That also changed me, made me understand how insignificant and tiny we really are. Also got to see the pyramids at a time that had no other tourists, whole place was totally abandoned. (But that’s irrelevant to the question I guess.)

Overall was an 8/10 holiday. Probably wont take any of my potential future kids into a war zone though, I wouldn’t recommend.”

14. This is messed up.

“I don’t know why this happened, but by the end of it you’ll understand when I say my parents aren’t known for making the best decisions.

So, when I was 9 or 10, my dad took me to this house that had been basically destroyed by fire. I don’t remember exactly whether my mother was there or she just OKed this (they were not together, ever). There were other adults involved in this too, I think my uncle and one of my dad’s buddies. But I was the only kid.

Anyway, we went into this fire-destroyed house to look for sh*t that could be salvaged. We found very little and really that should have been nothing at all (all I really recall anymore was an 8-track tape that had been warped just enough by the fire to play two songs at once in spots).

So there’s lil kid me, after dark, picking my way through this f*cking burnt house full of debris, and I get into one room and look in what had been the closet and there’s this…shag rug looking thing there.

Which was when my dad helpfully told me that the daughter of the house had run back inside the fire to try to save the family dog, and died in the closet with her arms wrapped around the animal…and that wasn’t a rug but the remains of the dog’s body.

And then I was encouraged to look through this dead kid’s toys to see if anything was in good enough condition for me to take home.

I’ve been afraid of dying in a fire ever since.”

Now we want to hear from you!

You know the drill!

In the comments, tell us about the scariest place you’ve ever been to!

Thanks!

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People Discuss the Scariest Places They’ve Ever Been To

Halloween is approaching and this article is just PERFECT for this spooky season.

We’re going to hear some creepy, true stories from people about places that a lot of us would not want to be stranded in…especially if we were alone…

What’s the scariest place you’ve ever been to?

Here’s what AskReddit users had to say about this.

1. The outskirts.

“A small gas station on the outskirts of El Paso.

It was winter, I was 19 or 20. I remember people had mentioned random violence in the area, but I needed gas in my car. I stopped at a station to fill up, it’s cold so I wore my jacket. As in filling up, 3 guys start walking my way.

I saw them from my peripheral and kept a watch on them but didn’t make it obvious. They approached the car, one standing on the opposite side and the other two each going on a separate side.

I stopped pumping fuel and casually said what’s up, to which they asked if they could have some cash for food. I told them I didn’t have any cash on me.

I remember one of them saying “I said…” in an aggressive tone, and they started coming closer. I stepped back, unzipped my jacket and stuck my hand on my side Inside the jacket and said “I don’t know what you want, but I don’t have it and this isn’t going to be worth it.”

They looked at eachother and there was a palpable tenseness in the air, but they eventually went across the street and left.

To this day I’m convinced by the entire thing and how it felt I was close to being jumped and/or car jacked. I’m glad they thought I was armed, because I didn’t have sh*t inside my pocket but a pack of cigarettes and a Sears Tower zippo lighter.”

2. In the hollar.

“Pennington Hollow (Hollar to the locals) in Ashe County North Carolina.

I don’t know if it’s still this way today, but back in the ’90s everyone who lived there was named Pennington and you didn’t go there unless your name was Pennington. The cops didn’t even go there.

Think the movie ‘Deliverance’… There was a whole classroom in my high school for the special Pennington kids…

I once accidentally drove my little 49cc scooter into Pennington hollar when exploring random back roads. Once I realized where I was I turned off my engine and went into bicycle mode and noped the f*ck out of there.”

3. Russia.

“Russia.

Everyone I met had minimum 1-2 immediate family members who had wither been murdered, committed suicide, or died young in an “accident”, or were in prison.

Once I got home, within a month at least 3 of the very close people I’d met, all from one family, had died by different reasons. 1. Picking mushrooms, died alone in the forest. 2. Died alone in apartment, no reason. 3. Died from “tuberculosis” (doubt it, she was 7 mo pregnant when I’d seen her, bad partner, super depressed. My guess, suicide or intimate partner violence)

Scary place.”

4. This is creepy.

“Egypt. I was 16 and blonde.

The tour company made me have my own armed guard with me at all times. Men kept trying to hold my hand. One tour guy held me hand in the pyramids and tried to take me into rooms nobody else was allowed in.

Twice I was told upon entering a museum that my body needed to be searched (nobody else was told this). My guard would start yelling and ushering me away.

Very heavy moments to wrap my head around at that age.”

5. Lost in Camden.

“Camden, NJ about 20 years ago.

I was there for a concert and took a wrong turn. Literally witnessed 2 drug busts and an arson in progress while attempting to find my way back (pre-GPS on phones).”

6. Sounds horrible.

“Inside a coal mine in Mexico.

First world mines are mostly mechanized and safe. In Mexico… not so much. One day I went in and a new branch of the mine was being excavacated, so support beams were installed every so often to keep tons and tons of earth from swallowing everyone.

Wood beams support a hole in the ground about the size of a door and about twice as wide. Over time the vertical beams start to sink and the horizontal beam start bend. A week in miners need to duck to not hit their head on the ceiling. Consider the average height of a mexican is 5’4″.

Two months in and you have to hunch over and squat to get in. Pretty much all miners develop insane roadie run skills.

Also it’s dark, filthy (miners don’t go topside to take a piss), coal dust flying everywhere, hot and suffocatingly humid.”

7. Bahamas.

“Nassau, Bahamas, port side.

It’s a sh*thole to begin with, but my family and I were there on their Labor Day. They had a parade, everyone was having a good time until a dude with a big flat bed truck with massive speakers on it decided to get out to party a little while the parade had stopped.

He forgot to set the parking break and the truck rolled down a hill killing three people. Cops came and the locals started getting rowdy. There was an energy that was brewing that’s very hard to describe in words. My wife and 2 kids got out of there.”

8. Frightening.

“The market at night near my grandparents house in India.

For context, I am Indian-American, so I visit India pretty often. One time, my grandparents needed something from the market, so they asked my mom to go. Typically, women don’t go by themselves at night because, sadly, it is really common for a woman to be r*ped. So my mom asked me to come with her too.

That sh*t is SCARY AS F*CK. There were only about three street lamps (mind you, this was in a pretty big city in India, so that’s kinda uncommon). The market itself was the whole street, and we had to go deeper into the market to get to the store we needed.

There wasn’t a single woman or kid – only grown men staring at us while they had a drink or cigarette. The entire time I was only thinking about what my mother and I would do in case any of them attacked.

We got to the store we needed and got the thing. But the store keeper looked at us really weird, as if he was surveying us. Even after we left the store, I could still see him looking at us. I wanted to go back to my grandparents house as fast as possible, but my mother was wearing a saree (she doesn’t wear that in America, just in India), and it is impossible to run in that sh*t (at least the way my mom was wearing it, it was super hard).

Eventually, after we passed a group of men sitting on a motorcycle, we see them all get up and start following us. At this point, my mom also started to panic and we both practically ran (more like speed-walking but my mom was going as fast as she could). We got on to the main road, where there were far more people and a lot more light. The men stopped and went back to the motorcycle.

I honestly can’t tell you how scary that was. The fact that I could have been murdered and my mom possibly r*ped before she was murdered. There was no mistake – those men were coming after us, and ever since then, neither me or my mom or anyone from my family went to that market at night.”

9. Interesting.

“My friend and I visited a Scientology church for an extra credit paper back in college. We knew next to nothing about it at the time, other than some bizarre stories we’d heard about people mysteriously going missing after trying to leave the church or speaking out against it, etc.

All three of the people we directly interacted with had a sort of emptiness to their eyes and interrogated us about why we were there. They refused to believe we were writing a paper for school, like we were there for some malicious purpose or something, and kept asking more and more questions to get to the bottom of the purpose of our visit.

They finally let us go to the second floor (first floor was only reception and bathroom), large room with but one or two people in sight. They made us sign in with our name, address, and email address, and my friend whispered, “You didn’t leave your real info, did you?” It was already so incredibly creepy and intense, and nothing had even happened.

They sat us down by ourselves to watch a video which was super vague and boring, and all we wanted was enough info to write a one page paper (which we weren’t getting from the video), so we got up to explore.

Immediately, an older woman was in our faces (empty eyes and all) asking why we didn’t finish the video, we needed to finish the video, sit down and finish the video. We felt like five year olds being punished for not sitting still.

After another attempt at finishing the video, we were getting antsy and creeped out, so again decided to take a quick look around then peace out.

The area we were in was set up like a museum with gallery walls covered in blown up versions of news articles documenting the public’s attempt to understand Scientology. We expected to come across something that would indicate what Scientologists do or believe in or something, but never did.

We only did a quick loop through the room, but every time we looked over our shoulders, one of the sign in/interrogator guys and the woman demanding we watch the video were lurking behind us, glaring at us suspiciously, whispering to one another. We held hands, completely terrified, our imaginations racing at what could possibly lie in our future.

When we felt the opportunity, we jetted to the elevator, pushed the buttons frantically, and literally sprinted across the parking lot to our car.

The intensity of being in that place (especially on the second floor) is incredibly difficult to put into words, but has stayed with both of us. We still talk about how lucky we feel to have gotten out of there without them taking our souls (that we know of, anyway — ha).”

10. Holiday in Cambodia.

“When I was in my late 20s my dad and I went on a tour to Cambodia.

Part of the tour included half a day at the Cheung Ek killing fields about half and hours drive outside of Phnom Penh. My dad must have seen that movie The Killing Fields because he opted to stay at the hotel but I wasn’t as bright as he was and gladly went with our group.

The entire atmosphere was really creepy. Even though it was in the middle of a jungle, I don’t recall hearing any birds or insects the entire time I was there. It was like nature itself knew the place was cursed and abhorred it.

One of the trees was called the Baby Killer because Khmer Rouge soldiers had smashed out the brains of infants against its trunk and the branches were festooned with trinkets from its victims. I even had to be careful where I stepped because there were human remains buried all over the place and they poked through the soil in certain places.

And if all of this wasn’t disturbing enough, the center of the killing fields had a stupa (a buddhist shrine/grave thing) with a display case loaded with the skulls of the killing field victims. Many of the skulls prominently displayed the gruesome injuries which had killed the victims. And there were speakers playing a creepy sounding buddhist dirge.

I never want to go back to that place ever again.”

11. Never went back.

“I’ve been to most of the Middle East and not in a tourist capacity, but getting chased by teens with machetes yelling Mzungu Mzungu (white devil) in Uganda kinda sets the bar.

Last time I went to Africa as a tourist.”

12. Totally sketchy.

“An Airbnb in Barcelona. I’ve spent quite a while in Spain, speak Spanish, and have visited Barcelona multiple times. I’ve also used Airbnb multiple times, and know what to check for. Two friends and I (all 20sF) picked an Airbnb with several favorable ratings, in a good neighborhood. One of the ones that’s a room in someone’s apartment.

Show up, and the two guys look nothing like the picture, but are very hospitable, so we went inside. They showed us around, and the apartment looked like the photos. Then they showed us the room and let us be. We open the door to the room and it’s nothing like the photos.

It’s essentially a closet, 3 dirty twin mattresses on the floor with no pillows and blankets covered in old food. Furthermore, the door to the room has no interior lock on it—but it DID have an exterior lock. It’s at this point that we also realize they never gave us a key to the apartment.

We took pictures of everything and waited until we heard them leave the apartment, and watched them from the window until they were out of sight. We gathered our packs and SPRINTED out of there, with no plans on where to go, just calling random hostels until we found one that had room.

But it was on the other side of the city, and the metro had closed for the night. So we walked an hour and a half. Thankfully the hostel was lovely, and Airbnb refunded us and removed the listing, but we’re convinced it was a human trafficking setup.”

Okay, now it’s your turn!

In the comments, tell us about the absolute scariest place you’ve ever been in your life.

We can’t wait to hear your stories!

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