5 Deeply Disturbing Reddit Posts

There are a lot of confusing things that have been posted on Reddit over the years, many of them infamous, like the carbon monoxide poisoning story. I'm only covering 5

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in this video, so this is not a collection of ALL the dark stuff that has been posted there, nor a list of the most well-known

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, it's just a collection that I found morbidly intriguing and wanted to show you guys . If this video doesn't include a post you'd expect to see in a "Top 5" Creepy Reddit Posts video, I may not have included it because I've already covered the post in another upload or because I plan to. using it in a future video.

So, with all that out of the way, close the curtains, turn off the lights, settle down, and let's bother with a handful of sinister posts on Reddit that I think you'll enjoy. We will start with a very heavy one, get ready. 3 years ago, a man calling himself Jasoninhell posted on the r/relationship_advice sub

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, seeking opinions and support. The title of his post spoke for itself: I'm having a hard time dealing with my wife after cheating on me with our neighbor. The post itself is a long read, but I'll give a quick summary here: Essentially, Jason started by saying that a year earlier, he caught his 29-year-old wife having an affair with her 51-year-old neighbor; he decided to stay. with her for the sake of her 2 children, but he said that he had not been able to get over her betrayal and that it constantly occupied her mind. “It's been 476 days since I confronted her about it, how do I know?

Because every time I catch myself thinking about it I tell myself: “It's only been X days, maybe tomorrow you won't think about it.” He went on to describe how he discovered she was cheating on him, how he confronted her and her neighbor, and how she responded by threatening him "you will never see your children again." Jason had tried to end his life when he was in high school, so he was going to use that as evidence of why he wasn't a fit father. He even made the poor guy apologize to the neighbor! Realizing that he was willing to drag her children through hell and use it against her, Jason made the decision to stay with her.

He received various responses, although most people agreed that he needed to file for divorce as soon as possible. Staying in an unhealthy relationship was a bad idea for both him and her. children. Jason then made a follow-up post, in which he thanked everyone for their advice and said that he was indeed going to move forward with the divorce as they suggested and that he would meet with a lawyer the following week. Problem solved, right? Thence. This is where things took a horrible and unpredictable turn. Jason's wife's name was Brandi Worley. After Jason filed for divorce from her, she went to the kitchen, grabbed a cleaver, and stabbed the lives of her two children. on her neck, and then even tried to end his own, before calling the authorities and telling them what had just happened.

Meanwhile, Jason was asleep in the basement. She was sentenced to 120 years in prison. Reddit was incredulous: Everyone who had read the previous posts must have thought Brandi was a horrible person, but I doubt anyone anticipated this. Many users felt guilty about the advice they had given Jason, specifically those who had responded in a harsh tone, criticizing him. A mod-approved post was made asking everyone to remember that behind every post on the site there are real people, with real problems, and to respond respectfully. Jason went on to make another post, this time titled Thank You. “I would like to wholeheartedly and sincerely thank you for the advice and support I have received here.

No one could have foreseen the tragedy that resulted when I filed for divorce. You provide a wonderful service to those in need and I hope you continue to do so in the future.” With the support of YouTuber Philip DeFranco, who raised awareness about the incident, $56,000 was raised to help Jason with living and funeral expenses. I'm sure I speak for all of us when I say our thoughts are with him. 5 years ago, Reddit user lariguilger made a post in a thread titled "What was the scariest/scariest thing that ever happened to you?" - the thread itself went relatively unnoticed, only reaching 3.6 thousand upvotes, but one response in particular stuck in the minds of many people who read it at the time and, even today, is cited as one of the experiences creepiest things shared by any user. in the place.

It comes from a user who has since deleted his account, and it's a warning of the highest level... Years ago, he was on a cross-country trip, alone, for a family reunion. He was supposed to turn it into a friend's house, but the weather was horrible and he was making slow progress. Then a terrible accident happened right in front of me and I was trapped for quite some time. In total, I was five hours late. I was exhausted, needing a bath and shower, so I stopped at a small motel on the side of a fairly minor state highway.

It was obviously small and dirty, but it would work in a pinch. There was a window to the outside where check-in took place. The guy there looked at me (then a college-age girl) and asked if she was traveling alone. I went to give him my ID and credit card, but he insisted it be cash only. At this point red flags were already going off, but I got enough cash and he tossed me the key. The room was dirty, barely bigger than the bed. The first thing I did was go to the bathroom, then I lifted the mattress: dirty, signs of bed bugs.

A moment later, I saw a cockroach. That was it, I was out. I decided I would at least use the parking space and sleep in the rear hatch of my SUV. I curled up, using a suitcase as a pillow and random clothes as a blanket, and fell asleep for an hour. I woke up aware of someone talking on the phone outside and looked to see the guy at the counter standing outside (it was around 3am). He finished his call, then walked silently TOWARDS MY ROOM, opened the door and entered. The lights didn't come on, and a minute or two later, he came back out, closing the door behind him and cursing, with ANOTHER GUY.

I hadn't seen guy two come in, so I still don't know where he came from. They talked angrily for a moment, then the check-in guy approached my truck. I quickly covered my head with a shirt. After trying to open the closed door, he looked toward the back seat, but between my tinted windows and blending in with the general mess, he didn't see me in the hatch. The two boys walked away to the other side of the parking lot. speaking more, the one who made a gesture across the street where a restaurant was. While they were distracted, I got in the front seat and started the truck, they turned around in surprise when I drove away.

I called my friends back home and told them, but I didn't want to worry my family, so I didn't tell them anything. When I returned home about three weeks later, we discovered the name of the hotel thanks to Google Maps and called the local police. They told me the place had closed just a few days before I called. Edit: FAQ. This was about a decade ago, took place along 250 (I think) in Virginia. The name of the place was Motel "Mountain Top" or "Mountain Side". It was a single-story building, with a registration window in the middle. Small restaurant across the street, no other businesses nearby.

My logic was that it was smarter than parking on the side of the road. The police took my information and never called me back. I never discovered anything in web searches immediately afterwards. At least one friend thought I had misunderstood the situation and that there was a logical reason. Not a single post, so to speak, but occasionally on AskReddit you'll see someone pose the question "What secret could ruin your life?" or something like that. These threads always get an interesting variety of responses. While many of the answers are light-hearted and in the spirit of good fun, others are more

disturbing

and some even sinister... 3 years ago, one of these "what secret could ruin your life?" threads.

It was started by user thisisathrowaway23, a relevant comment username, since almost everyone who makes a wild confession on the website creates a new account to do so; On a topic like this, they don't want anyone they know tracing their post back to them, after all. Some of the answers may make you smile, like VR6's post: “I get paid a six-figure salary for a standard 40-hour-a-week corporate job for a huge, well-known company. In a given week I do maybe an hour of actual work, the rest of the time I'm on

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or youtube goofing off. When I got this job I thought that eventually someone would notice that I do nothing all day, but here I am, 14 years later, I still do everything and I get paid a lot for it.

Some of them, however, are from users who clearly need a way to vent and use disposable accounts to confess their deepest secrets to strangers. Some of them are so bad that I can't read them here, not without upsetting dad, at least on YouTube, but I'll read some now: A while ago, I was cheating on my wife with a coworker. This went on for months and I never really cared about the woman he was cheating with. But she was super hot. After a while, my coworker started getting really crazy and threatening to tell my wife (with whom I had a son and a baby on the way) everything.

Obviously I kept trying to cut things off because I realized she was making a mistake. She lost her temper one night and was freaking out and texting me telling me she was coming to my house, and a drunk driver hit her. She died instantly. No one knows that she was having an affair and my family went to her funeral. I cut off all contact with everyone I know and moved to Kenya, telling people a false name and false background and making it appear to my family that I died on a boat trip across the Pacific. No, I'm not kidding.

I'm dead in the United States. When I was about five, my sister (2 years old) and I were in the backyard in a kiddie pool, when my mom walked in, I tried to drown my sister. After seeing her lifeless, I realized it had been a big mistake, I took her out of the pool and called my mom. Fortunately, she knew CPR and she was airlifted to the hospital. My mom thanked me for saving her, getting her out of the pool. Next week was my birthday, the police, firefighters, paramedics came to my house to give me gifts and celebrate my birthday.

To this day, 20 years later, I still think about it. I remember that day so vividly that not a soul knows the real truth. That I'm in love with my best friend. Not my husband. Secrets like that, and so on. What makes threads like this so

disturbing

is the realization that so many people, ordinary people, harbor some pretty dark secrets that they don't share with anyone. Maybe your close friends, family, or life partners are hiding a big secret from you that would completely alter the way you saw them. Maybe something so bad that it would ruin your relationship with them, or even your entire life.

Maybe even you yourself are hiding something like that. How much do we really know the people around us, even the people closest to us? Thoughts like that sometimes lead me to wonder: is it better to face reality and listen to a dark truth, even one that could uproot your entire world and change everything, knowing that you at least know what's real in your life... or en It is better for God to live a lie, in blissful ignorance. What do you think? There's a lot of creepy stuff on r/LetsNotMeet; It's practically where all of us horror storytellers found our stories in the early days.

Basically, the subreddit is for people to share their real-life encounters with people they never want to see again. Most of the stories are quite dark, but some stand out as truly chilling. I'll share one of those posts here with you now, from Reddit user flaxenfare. There were many LetsNotMeet posts that I could have selected for this entry, but I decided to choose this one as it sums up the best, or should I say creepiest, type of content the sub has to offer. Here it goes: Before we begin, here's a little context for my story. My husband and I lived in a small two-story house with two main entrances, one in the front and the other on the side of the house, leading to the laundry room.

When we are too busy or it is too late to walk our dog, we hook his collar to a long rope that is tied to one of the pipes in the corner of our house, so he can use the bathroom. We used to do this from the door of our laundry room, but we had noticed that the big step from the door to the floor had been taking a toll on her hips. As a result, we started letting him out the front door since the porch is much closer to the ground. This particular night,I was home alone with my dog ​​and it was around midnight when I decided to let him out one last time before going to bed.

I plug it into his line, close the door and lock it, before heading to the kitchen to put away the dishes. This was pretty routine, even if he used the bathroom quickly, he liked to walk around the front and side of the house for a few minutes before coming back inside. While I'm putting away the dishes I hear a scratch on the door (how my dog ​​tells him he wants to come in), so I go over to let him back in. Since I've seen too many horror movies, I always look through the peephole on the door before opening it.

Out of habit I look to check that my dog ​​is in front of the door. Instead I see a man staring at the door handle. I freeze with my hand on the door handle. I don't know how much time passed, but then I heard another scratch, this one louder than the last. This wakes me up from my initial shock and I run to grab my cell phone. I call my husband to tell him what is happening. He was very confused, I probably wasn't explaining the situation very well, but he says that he's heading home. That's when I realize my dog ​​is still outside with this person.

I go back to the front door, trying to make as little noise as possible to check if the stranger is there. still there. Just like before, he is standing there, head tilted looking at the doorknob. I tiptoe to the laundry room and slowly open the door as quietly as possible. I can't see my dog ​​anywhere and the side of my house is covered in gravel, I knew he couldn't get out without making a lot of noise. With my heart still pounding in my chest, I head to the front door to keep an eye on the stranger and get a better look at him.

I considered calling the police, but I felt like they wouldn't take me seriously since all this man was doing was standing in front of my house. I tried to take a photo of it with my cell phone but my camera could only take pictures of the peephole and not the images behind the glass. Suddenly, the man looks directly at me. I swear he knew I was there. He stares at me and then opens his mouth to show this sly, mocking smile. He stayed like that for a few seconds. With that, he turns around and starts walking down the street.

I stay in the same spot, half expecting him to run back and start banging on the door. Luckily, my husband returned a few minutes later. Long story short, he convinced me to call the police and we went out to look for our dog. Turns out this guy had cut the end of the line connected to the pipe and our dog decided it was a good time to explore my neighbors backyard, which is where we found him. It's been three years since this happened, we've since moved to a new house (unrelated reasons) and the police couldn't find any suspects.

Since then, we take our dog for long walks before the sun goes down. A simple post for this entry, but one that is both intriguing and disturbing. 4 years ago, user Bangarrangg made the following post "I need $700,000 - what do I do? I need it by January 2016 or I'm dead to the mafia, what are my options?" Many people did not take this seriously and joked in the comments section. But after some honest responses, others started to accept the idea that this post might be legit after all, people started to wonder why OP needed the money: he was involved in a fight where an 18-year-old was killed years.

He was into some things and had a bad temper. I was always protective of my friends. especially Jon. Jon was in a band and it was taking off, he had a Facebook page. then he disabled it. He made a new one, one of his friends who made a new one got very angry because he deleted the old page and thought that he didn't want to have anything to do with her or her old friends because of the new fame and band. Jon tried to explain that to him, but that wasn't the case when he tried. I looked over Jons' shoulder, read his text messages, and warmed up.

I started badmouthing the girl, she got her boyfriend's friends to meet my friends and me in the desert for a fight. One of the guys who was with the group of gang members pulled out a gun to shoot me and my friends. One of my friends took the gun from him and ended up shooting the guy and killing him (the guy who pulled the gun in the first place). Then after the fight I violated my probation and found out he was involved in the fight and the shooting of the guy and they added the assault charge.

They didn't charge me with murder, but I was involved in the fight, so they added the assault and battery charge, in addition to the probation violation. but I continued using drugs and violated my probation by leaving the state. I'm sober now, I just turned 23 and I'm in a really bad place with some people from the past. In his last post, OP shared a photo of the outside of his house. "I think they'll catch me before I can make a move." That was the last post Bangarang made. Today, 4 years later, there has been no activity on his account.

This has led many to believe that his request for help was genuine. This is a fairly obscure post as it only got 155 upvotes when it was published, but if Bangarang's story is true, it's one of the darkest the site has to offer. It's nice to think that the past is the past, but sometimes it really comes back to haunt us.