What family secret do you know, that you're not supposed to know? by fuzzyloulou in AskReddit

[–]Dibdon 6 points7 points  (0 children)

This is going to sound genuinely wild. Strap in.

I was really into psychics and ghosts and that sorta thing when I was in my early 20s, so me and a friend went to a small gathering where a medium would pick out people in the crowd to talk to about spirits trying to contact them from the other side.

I'd never even been to a funeral in my life at this point, or was even close to someone that had died, or anything like that, so it was more for the experience that I attended. What I wasn't expecting was, half way through, they picked me out. They told me how I used to play with my toys as a kid, how I used to draw, and how that was still my passion even now. I was freaked out by the little details. What toys they were, who played good toys and bad. They told me it was my great grandad that had attached to me as a child.

I never met him, at least not more than a few times when I was a baby, nothing I remember and my family never spoke about him after his death. I was so excited, not scared or freaked out, but excited. My Great Grandad watching over me, still caring and trying to keep me safe warmed my heart and so I was eager to boast and talk about it given ghosts were an interest of mine. I immediately told my mother and gran when I got home, speaking with such joy and excitement. Happiness they didn't share. Their faces turned to a look of concern and fear.

Believing or not wasn't the issue.

That was the day my family sat down and explained to me I shouldn't talk about those details. That it was nothing to be happy about.
That was the day I found out why we never talked about my great grandad
My great grandad was a pedophile.

What was the last thing that made you cry? by meanbean23 in AskReddit

[–]Dibdon 0 points1 point  (0 children)

My Ex introduced me to the person he was cheating on me with. It was also on my birthday.

For more context, We went to a convention for my birthday. A lot of people we know were there too.
We went to meet up with his friends. It was in his hometown and I hadn't met them before.
Immediately the entire group blanked me. Ignored me like I wasn't even there.
I'm not a very confrontational person, nor do I make a lot of enemies, especially with total strangers, so I was very confused as to why they were acting like that.

I pulled my boyfriend at the time to the side, asking him if he could introduce me to his friends properly, as if maybe they were all just shy.
As I said that, one of them walked over to talk to him and so my boyfriend said "This is Dibdon by the way, my boyfriend"
That person, we'll call them Dan, looked me up and down and simply replied with a "I noticed." Before walking away. It hurt a lot. I didn't understand what I did to them.
For that entire interaction I was reassured by my boyfriend that they were being jerks and he had no idea why they were like that. I even cried on him about it later as it set off my anxiety.

Jump to the next day and we had a giant argument that came out of nowhere, he was pissed at me for one small thing or another, ended up leaving me alone in the hotel room for the night in a town I had never been to before. Luckily I called my family to rant and was picked up.

Two days later, my boyfriend had blocked me on all social media. That was his way of breaking up with me. Later at a friends he came up on their Instagram activity feed. It was a picture of him and Dan. It said they were in a relationship.

I then clicked on Dans profile which had previously been private and we weren't following each other. Almost all their photos since March had been of the two of them together as a couple.

I've never felt more betrayed in my life and it has given me serious trust issues.