I have an eating disorder. I’ve had one since I was 11, and I even went to the hospital for it. They still don’t know.

I met the guy my mom told me was my real father. We did a DNA test and there is a 0% chance. He even took me on a white water rafting trip with his wife and son. I’ve never told her.

I was a phone sex operator in University. I told everyone I took phone orders for The Bay (department store in Canada). One day my dad asked me if they were hiring. Nope. We were not.

I was a high functioning depressed alcoholic for my whole college life.

My parents divorced when I was eight. My dad left, and I never saw much of him. Among other issues, he came out to my brother and I before they divorced. I never told my mother that he was gay. My father passed in 2011, my mother in 2017. I think she had an idea, but we never discussed it. He was born in 1945, before such a thing was accepted, and attempted at 'passing.'

When I was at Walmart with my mom, and I stole 2 of those big cartons full of Pokemon Cards. Took the cards and stuffed them in my backpocket. I planned the whole robbery a week before. I was the best robber at 9.

That I’m diagnosed bipolar.

When I was around 14 I overheard my parents arguing. My mom was yelling at my dad about some [adult] searches on the computer. It was really me that was going on the computer in their room and watching [it]. He kept denying it and she kept calling him a liar. He slept in the guest bedroom for a month after that fight.

My mum doesn't know I've been arrested twice, one time with my dad.

I recorded Gundam Wing: Endless Waltz over my sister's high school graduation video. It's been about 18 years, but I still feel bad.

That my sister is gay. She openly admits it to everyone, except for my family. She opened up to me, eventually but both my parents and older brother don't know about it. Since then we've become a lot closer than when we were kids.

Parents are (and raised me to be) staunch Mormon. (For those unfamiliar, Mormons believe their church is the only true church on Earth.) I don't believe it's true. They think I still go, but it's infrequent at best.

My location for the past 25 years.

I make more money than I let on. My parents have and will always be the "I take care of you all your life, time for you to pay it back" type of parent. Except there is no end to this "debt". So I hide money from them so they can't take advantage of me

That I'm a lesbian. And that that "friend" who I don't invite home anymore is actually my ex...

My mom has made derogatory comments about lesbian/bi women. I think that if I came out as bi she'd make it seem like she'd accept it, but deep down she wouldn't really. I don't think I'll ever be coming out fully.

I actually DID know why my laptop wasn't working. I spilt a fair bit of Jack Daniel's on it.

That I’m not going to finish my degree and I’ve paid off my student loans. My degree was pointless and I don’t do well in school due to my ADHD. My dad constantly asks when I’m going to finish and stop bartending...I just say soon. I hate disappointing them because my Dad gets very proud of my sister and I with our accomplishments...but truth be told, I’m quite content with the 60k I make bartending. My degree would've only pulled 35k starting.

That I thought I have mental problems but I keep pushing it down and trying to fix it myself, because I think that people will think its for the attention and it makes me question myself but I try to be normal.

When I was 12 I saw emails on my mom's iPod touch. The emails were very suggestive and were between my mother and another man. I never told my dad that I saw those emails. I wish I did, because it turned out that she was cheating on him. This is the first time I've mentioned it to anyone. It feels good to get it off my chest.

My depression and the fact I nearly failed out of first year because I couldn't handle university.

I sometimes grab lunch or dinner on the way home from class, and I don't tell them. If I did, I'd probably get yelled at for "wasting money when we have perfectly good food at home." My mom's cooking is great but...... sometimes I just want to grab some pizza. Recently she's been on a some obscure health diet plan that she's forcing everyone through, but it's a bit ridiculous.

I’ve read or written fan fiction since I was 16 years old. I have no idea what they thought I was laughing at on my laptop for the last ten years but I’m glad they didn’t know the truth. Some of it is preeeeetty explicit.

Got an abortion last year.

The fact that I work out, hard and heavy. My Mom thinks that muscles on girls are gross, and for the years that she knew I worked out she treated me like I'm gross too. It was heartbreaking for me. So now I pretend that I lost interest in lifting weights and I'm much happier this way. (the true fact is that I gave it up for 2 months and couldn't stand life without it) It's sad that I can't keep my Mom in the loop of my most loved passion, but I've accepted it :)

They have a grandchild.

My dad doesn't know that I was suspended due to grades for a semester in college.

That I'm trans and bi. My mother passed away before I could come out to her and I really don't know if my father will care about me more than his political beliefs.

I smashed a supermarket window.

I used to watch southpark when they thought I was sleeping.

How much I cry. They have too much to deal with and I've learned to handle it on my own and get back to my normal smiley self.