I feel the same! Could have wrote this myself. I know I have people who care about me but I don’t feel sting attachments or connections to anyone x
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This is dreadful, I know that now...
Growing up; a neighbor of mine was spoiled rotten and used to get any toy she wanted. I was one of 5 kids and although my family were far from poor; there was no way I'd get several puppy in my pockets a week like she did. I used to load up my pockets with those things every time I went round to play. She was obviously on to me because she once mentioned that they'd been going missing and we spent a whole play date writing her name on the bottom of the plastic pieces of rubbish, only for me to swipe a couple more that day! Initials and everything!
The main reason I feel so guilty to this day is that the only reason she was so spoiled was because she was born with a severe problem and needed a transplant at the age of 8/9/10 (I don't remember exactly - she was a few years older than me) or she wouldn't still be living now and there was bratty me robbing plastic tat from a disabled child.
I'd say I'm going to hell but I think I've already had my karma while living. I will never speak of that hell, for one it's triggering and for two it's traumatic! I am sorry for stealing those toys though, genuinely.
Growing up; a neighbor of mine was spoiled rotten and used to get any toy she wanted. I was one of 5 kids and although my family were far from poor; there was no way I'd get several puppy in my pockets a week like she did. I used to load up my pockets with those things every time I went round to play. She was obviously on to me because she once mentioned that they'd been going missing and we spent a whole play date writing her name on the bottom of the plastic pieces of rubbish, only for me to swipe a couple more that day! Initials and everything!
The main reason I feel so guilty to this day is that the only reason she was so spoiled was because she was born with a severe problem and needed a transplant at the age of 8/9/10 (I don't remember exactly - she was a few years older than me) or she wouldn't still be living now and there was bratty me robbing plastic tat from a disabled child.
I'd say I'm going to hell but I think I've already had my karma while living. I will never speak of that hell, for one it's triggering and for two it's traumatic! I am sorry for stealing those toys though, genuinely.
I'm in a similar boat in terms of friendships. I'm a stay at home mother ( my youngest son has autism) and although I do have my family that I love, I really wish I had friends. I come here to just converse really. It can get really lonely x
It’s been great finding Tattle. Always someone to chat to
My partner regularly talks to other women on what app. I’m desperate to get into his phone and read the conversations so I have concrete proof. I’m not even sure I majorly care anymore but he will wriggle out of it if I can’t prove I know.
does anyone know how to bypass the facial recognition to open a phone with a passcode please?
does anyone know how to bypass the facial recognition to open a phone with a passcode please?
So true! Some really deep stuff on here and noones trying to be perfect unlike social media posts xIt’s been great finding Tattle. Always someone to chat to
My ex used to have an iphone and, if I waved it about a bit, an option to enter the code as opposed to facial recognition kicked in.
If you have a laptop and you have his phone for 5 mins, you could set up What's app on the laptop so you can see his messages via that. No notification is sent to the phone so he won't know.
I would say that, if you strongly suspect and aren't a naturally over-the-top jealous person then your suspicions are likely to be correct I'm afraid. One thing I would say, from experience, when you get a hint of evidence, don't ask him about it, it will just alert him to be more careful next time. Bide your time, get all the evidence and get over the first harsh emotions of it all so you can think more clearly. I remember a work friend found her husband was cheating and went mad and attacked his car. She said she ended up really regretting it and I remembered that when it happened to me and I'm glad I didn't kick off publicly.
For anyone thinking it's wrong to check a phone, of course it is in a normal trusting relationship but this one has broken down if @Drea1984 has such strong suspicions.
Hope you're OK x
So been on tattle for a while but never really contributed until today.. have a whole host of horrendous stories.. 
Promise I’m not some feral animal, but when I was 17 and moved here to train from a very remote location to the big bustling lights of the City. I was doing my nursing training I was in my very first ward placement in a very well known Hospital in the poshest area of the city. Think 1-2 million pound mansions and the rest
Meals were generally served around 6pm ish, shortly after this I had to make a dash to the toilet down two flights of stairs thankfully just on time! Assumed it was a combo of something I ate and my IBS which I had just not long been diagnosed with. I never thought any more of it!
Didn’t think anything else of it and carried on until I was allowed to go home at half 7.
Got changed, still no other signs of anything untoward and proceeded to walk up to the bus stop which was a solid 15 minutes in the dark as it was winter time.
Was walking along listening to my music, then my stomach started to knot, and cramp! Was about 7 minutes back to the Hospital at this point, and all other houses around me were the big fancy bay window ones, with plush cars in the driveway. No shops or restaurants around! Started to panic, and new if I got up to the Main Street where there was a lot more happening I could potentially make it.
alas! Stomach really was in agony by now! Beads of sweat running down my forehead, and KNEW if I didn’t do something soon, there was a high possibility I could tit myself in public! So turned around and started to pace back to the hospital, knowing at least if I part tit myself, I had at least had my nursing trousers as a back up
Felt it coming and quickly looked around me and there was a small piece of wall missing and a woodland area that led as a short cut into the hospital grounds. Some staff used this often, but I never did especially with the winter nights !
Proceeded to drop my trousers and squat and tit in the grounds by a tree
Praying I wasn’t caught! Thankfully I wasn’t but had no tissues on me either so had to contend to wiping my a with a docken leaf
Have only told about 3 people this story and still crack up and greet every time
I proceeded to tit and spew for about a week solid after this, my first ever encounter of having Norovirus!!
Promise I’m not some feral animal, but when I was 17 and moved here to train from a very remote location to the big bustling lights of the City. I was doing my nursing training I was in my very first ward placement in a very well known Hospital in the poshest area of the city. Think 1-2 million pound mansions and the rest
Meals were generally served around 6pm ish, shortly after this I had to make a dash to the toilet down two flights of stairs thankfully just on time! Assumed it was a combo of something I ate and my IBS which I had just not long been diagnosed with. I never thought any more of it!
Didn’t think anything else of it and carried on until I was allowed to go home at half 7.
Got changed, still no other signs of anything untoward and proceeded to walk up to the bus stop which was a solid 15 minutes in the dark as it was winter time.
Was walking along listening to my music, then my stomach started to knot, and cramp! Was about 7 minutes back to the Hospital at this point, and all other houses around me were the big fancy bay window ones, with plush cars in the driveway. No shops or restaurants around! Started to panic, and new if I got up to the Main Street where there was a lot more happening I could potentially make it.
alas! Stomach really was in agony by now! Beads of sweat running down my forehead, and KNEW if I didn’t do something soon, there was a high possibility I could tit myself in public! So turned around and started to pace back to the hospital, knowing at least if I part tit myself, I had at least had my nursing trousers as a back up
Felt it coming and quickly looked around me and there was a small piece of wall missing and a woodland area that led as a short cut into the hospital grounds. Some staff used this often, but I never did especially with the winter nights !
Proceeded to drop my trousers and squat and tit in the grounds by a tree
Praying I wasn’t caught! Thankfully I wasn’t but had no tissues on me either so had to contend to wiping my a with a docken leaf
Have only told about 3 people this story and still crack up and greet every time
I proceeded to tit and spew for about a week solid after this, my first ever encounter of having Norovirus!!
Thank you for your kindness. I’m not a jealous person at all so I agree that my gut reaction is probably correct x
Hope you are ok. When the facial recognition comes up put your face up to it. When it doesn’t recognise it it will give you the option automatically to enter the passcode xxx
Another toilet related confession..
Earlier this year unbeknownst to me, I had Chlamidya caught from a one night stand from the SUMMER previous.
Had no idea! Completely Asymptomatic ! I hadn’t gotten with anyone since the July the year before, before him I had been tested as I was convinced my ex had cheated.
Cut a long story short, had a UTI but due to being on shifts, I waited until my day off to go get it seen too. I had a busy day ahead, dentist, appointment with the bank then finally my doctor!
Would have had the Chlamidya at this point but was none the wiser. Only had mild pains occasionally and put that down to changing the pill the month previous. I had been peeing more frequently those last few days but never tied the two together at all.
Was on a crazy diet at the time and drinking In copious amounts of water so I wouldn’t be snacking as much.
Got the tram into town, decided I ironically (!) needed to nip into primark at the time for some knickers then looked at the time, and realised I might be late for the dentist. Was needing to pee at this stage but thought I could just jump on the tram and head more or less to outside my dentist I’d be okay. Be just a case of using their toilet. OR NOT.
Tram left as I got to the stop, and too bursting to run after it I walked a solid 10 mins to my dental appointment. Considered getting a taxi (stupidly regret this now) and kept going and going and going. Got onto the same street as my dentist and felt the need to pee.
I don’t have bladder or bowel issues honest to God and this is like a first for me since I was maybe 4 years Old? (Or peeing a wee bit coming in steaming after a night out)
But really needed to pee! I was legit about a minute from the dentist surgery. A wee bit came and then it was like the heavens actually opened ! Full on peed myself, and could absolutely not stop it! I was rooted to the spot standing in a busy street. Proper panicked, and was looking around me literally dying of shame
Ducked inbetween two parked cars before I ended up filmed and on some bloody Facebook page and booked an Uber! Took off my coat and tied it around my waist and waited, not making eye contact with anyone- even spraying myself with an extreme amount of perfume so I wouldn’t stink of stale piss.
Could visibly see the big puddle just up from where I was standing before
it was dripping off the kerb and onto the road 
Uber took AGES and I kept eagle eying it on the app, parked at a spot for about 5 solid minutes before coming for me.
Literally getting so angry and frustrated at why it was taking so bleeping long! Had thoughts genuinely that someone had either seen, or taken a photo of me!
I had visible piss marks on my black jeans so the coat only hid the worst damage!
Got into the Uber and the guy proceeded to apologise as soon as I got in, he had to clean the seats because the person in the Uber before me had pissed themselves!!!!
I was like “oh no way that’s terrible!!
Aye it smells a wee bit back here! (Hoping incase I smelled of stale pee he would just assume it was the person before)
He was like “oh no they were sat in the front! bleeping rotten man! Who does that? bleeping so sorry, but had to clean it! Had to go buy sprays and wipes from Sainsburies!”
I felt like I was going to actually die inside. No joke. You know when the colour just DRAINS from your face?
He then proceeded to flirt with me, ask if I was single and tell me about his tinder dates! Trying to look normal I made craic with him fully aware I was actually soaking with piss Had to endure a full 20 minute journey with him.
Him none the wiser!!!
Got to my flat and I tried to make the small chat whilst the car was starting to pull up to my parking area, so then I could dive out quickly!
Be like “CYA BYE” So I didn’t get accused or have to make any awkward confessions!
There was a damp spot on the seat
and I tit you not, bolted up my stairs, went to the ground at the second floor and ARMY CRAWLED into my flat so he couldn’t see from the window outside my stairs which one I had gone in! I stayed ducked down in my flat with the door locked, then stripped everything and went for a shower wanting to die inside!
Bad enough one person pissing in your Uber but two in a row What are the chances! Guy must have actually gone apeshit when he realised what had happened! Hope I never EVER have the misfortune of encountering him again!!
Never said anything to me on the app after thank Christ.
Later when I found out about the std and uti confirmed it made more sense why I had a complete lack of bladder control that day!
Earlier this year unbeknownst to me, I had Chlamidya caught from a one night stand from the SUMMER previous.
Had no idea! Completely Asymptomatic ! I hadn’t gotten with anyone since the July the year before, before him I had been tested as I was convinced my ex had cheated.
Cut a long story short, had a UTI but due to being on shifts, I waited until my day off to go get it seen too. I had a busy day ahead, dentist, appointment with the bank then finally my doctor!
Would have had the Chlamidya at this point but was none the wiser. Only had mild pains occasionally and put that down to changing the pill the month previous. I had been peeing more frequently those last few days but never tied the two together at all.
Was on a crazy diet at the time and drinking In copious amounts of water so I wouldn’t be snacking as much.
Got the tram into town, decided I ironically (!) needed to nip into primark at the time for some knickers
then looked at the time, and realised I might be late for the dentist. Was needing to pee at this stage but thought I could just jump on the tram and head more or less to outside my dentist I’d be okay. Be just a case of using their toilet. OR NOT.Tram left as I got to the stop, and too bursting to run after it I walked a solid 10 mins to my dental appointment. Considered getting a taxi (stupidly regret this now) and kept going and going and going. Got onto the same street as my dentist and felt the need to pee.
I don’t have bladder or bowel issues honest to God and this is like a first for me since I was maybe 4 years Old? (Or peeing a wee bit coming in steaming after a night out)
But really needed to pee! I was legit about a minute from the dentist surgery. A wee bit came and then it was like the heavens actually opened ! Full on peed myself, and could absolutely not stop it! I was rooted to the spot standing in a busy street. Proper panicked, and was looking around me literally dying of shame
Ducked inbetween two parked cars before I ended up filmed and on some bloody Facebook page and booked an Uber! Took off my coat and tied it around my waist
and waited, not making eye contact with anyone- even spraying myself with an extreme amount of perfume so I wouldn’t stink of stale piss.Could visibly see the big puddle just up from where I was standing before
it was dripping off the kerb and onto the road Uber took AGES and I kept eagle eying it on the app, parked at a spot for about 5 solid minutes before coming for me.
Literally getting so angry and frustrated at why it was taking so bleeping long! Had thoughts genuinely that someone had either seen, or taken a photo of me!
I had visible piss marks on my black jeans
so the coat only hid the worst damage!Got into the Uber and the guy proceeded to apologise as soon as I got in, he had to clean the seats because the person in the Uber before me had pissed themselves!!!!
I was like “oh no way that’s terrible!!
Aye it smells a wee bit back here! (Hoping incase I smelled of stale pee he would just assume it was the person before)
He was like “oh no they were sat in the front! bleeping rotten man! Who does that? bleeping so sorry, but had to clean it! Had to go buy sprays and wipes from Sainsburies!”
I felt like I was going to actually die inside. No joke. You know when the colour just DRAINS from your face?
He then proceeded to flirt with me, ask if I was single and tell me about his tinder dates! Trying to look normal I made craic with him fully aware I was actually soaking with piss
Had to endure a full 20 minute journey with him. Him none the wiser!!!
Got to my flat and I tried to make the small chat whilst the car was starting to pull up to my parking area, so then I could dive out quickly!
Be like “CYA BYE” So I didn’t get accused or have to make any awkward confessions!
There was a damp spot on the seat
and I tit you not, bolted up my stairs, went to the ground at the second floor and ARMY CRAWLED into my flat so he couldn’t see from the window outside my stairs which one I had gone in! I stayed ducked down in my flat with the door locked, then stripped everything and went for a shower wanting to die inside!Bad enough one person pissing in your Uber but two in a row
What are the chances! Guy must have actually gone apeshit when he realised what had happened! Hope I never EVER have the misfortune of encountering him again!!Never said anything to me on the app after thank Christ.
Later when I found out about the std and uti confirmed it made more sense why I had a complete lack of bladder control that day!
ok, I said I'd never state my karma for stealing as a child but it's all I've thought of since I wrote the post and I...well... I'm so sorry because this is a really uncomfortable and non amusing admission. Sorry to ruin the party but please allow me to unburden myself.
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I was grape on holiday. Me and my two friends were on holiday in Marbella 10 years ago. We met three men in a bar and they invited the one that I'd been flirting with back to our apartment. We all sat around chatting for an hour or so then my friends went to bed in the only bedroom. I'd been on the sofa bed all week so I guess they assumed I'd shoo the man off and get my head down on the sofabed in the lounge.
It must have been 10 minutes of me trying to politely ask him to leave, telling him we wouldn't be spending the night together and in a blur he was on top of me with his hands down my pants and his shoulder over/in my mouth. He was so heavy and it was so painful and I was petrified. He violated me in every orifice - with a hand over my mouth when I tried to shout. My friends never came out when I shouted.
After he'd finished he got up and left without saying a word. It was like a film. I locked the door to the appartment and went to the bedroom where my friends were and it was locked. They had locked themselves in to keep themselves safe, but they left me to be attacked. I silently cried all night. I know it was my fault because I shouldn't have flirted with him. but I hated my friends for inviting him back and then protecting themselves that night.
****TRIGGER WARNING****
I was grape on holiday. Me and my two friends were on holiday in Marbella 10 years ago. We met three men in a bar and they invited the one that I'd been flirting with back to our apartment. We all sat around chatting for an hour or so then my friends went to bed in the only bedroom. I'd been on the sofa bed all week so I guess they assumed I'd shoo the man off and get my head down on the sofabed in the lounge.
It must have been 10 minutes of me trying to politely ask him to leave, telling him we wouldn't be spending the night together and in a blur he was on top of me with his hands down my pants and his shoulder over/in my mouth. He was so heavy and it was so painful and I was petrified. He violated me in every orifice - with a hand over my mouth when I tried to shout. My friends never came out when I shouted.
After he'd finished he got up and left without saying a word. It was like a film. I locked the door to the appartment and went to the bedroom where my friends were and it was locked. They had locked themselves in to keep themselves safe, but they left me to be attacked. I silently cried all night. I know it was my fault because I shouldn't have flirted with him. but I hated my friends for inviting him back and then protecting themselves that night.
It was not your fault. None of that was your fault. I don’t think they were very good friends. I’m so sorry that you went through that experience but please know that it was not your fault
I am so sorry. It absolutely wasn't your fault - the blame lies entirely with the rapist. It sounds absolutely terrifying. I hope you've been able to get support and care to help you deal with what happened.
Have you ever had therapy for this?
None of this was your fault.
Awful that they were in the next room. Not to cause any offence but what did they say when you told them?
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I used to work in my uncle's garage doing the admin when I was 17. There was a bloke who was 44 and we got on really well and began to flirt. Anyway my mum had been single for years and my uncle kept going on about this guy at work and how he should set them up.. obviously I was mortified and jealous about this. Anyway for my 18th birthday my mum threw me a surprise party with all the family there and colleagues including this guy! My uncle invited him to try and set him up with my mum. Anyway he introduced them and they began talking. I got absolutely wasted and my mum said he could stay over on the sofa as he lived far away. He carried me home I was so drunk as my mum walked next to us. Once home we were all asleep and I went down to get a drink from the kitchen and he woke up. We began chatting and ended up half naked kissing on the sofa. Anyway couple of minutes went passed when we heard a cough and looked up and my mum was there watching. Awkward as duck!! She went ballistic and kicked the guy out and dragged me upstairs where she shouted at me for ages. Things were so awkward for a long time after that. She said I had major issues and blamed the fact I didn't have my Dad around growing up.
Thank you, unfortunately she’s getting worse by the dayI don’t have anybody I can call my best friend anymore.
Sorry not got much to say but couldn’t scroll past without sending you my love as this was heartbreaking to read
thanks for your message xxI’m so sorry you had to go through that! Did you every report the guy or get some kind of support for it? Also your friends are guys for locking that door and not stopping it, I would do time to stop a sick b like that, sending you love
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no I haven’t, it’s done now and I don’t think therapy would do anything. I didn’t tell my friends.
no, never told a soul. Like I said, I’d been flirting with him in the bar soThank you, unfortunately she’s getting worse by the day
I’m so sorry you had to go through that! Did you every report the guy or get some kind of support for it? Also your friends are guys for locking that door and not stopping it, I would do time to stop a sick b like that, sending you love
@If you say so... it's so sad we always blame ourselves for men's abusive behavior. Flirting with him does not make what he did okay.
Oh lovelyno I haven’t, it’s done now and I don’t think therapy would do anything. I didn’t tell my friends.
no, never told a soul. Like I said, I’d been flirting with him in the bar so
even still if you were flirting with him it doesn’t make it okay. I had a similar situation when I was 15.Was angry for a very very, long time.
I have had EDMR therapy for something else completely un- related and it did wonders. If you ever want to speak about it reach out to me.I am so sorry this happened to you but it is NOT your fault x
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