rSlash - r/Offmychest I Killed a Man

Episode Date: August 30, 2024

0:00 Intro 0:08 Intruder 2:34 Top comment 3:40 Another comment 3:59 Dying truth 5:39 Comment perspective 6:39 Money 8:00 Micro 10:20 Terrible husband 12:51 Confrontation Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Your teen requested a ride, but this time not from you. It's through their Uber Teen account. It's an Uber account that allows your teen to request a ride under your supervision with live trip tracking and highly rated drivers. Add your teen to your Uber account today. Welcome to r slash off my chest, where OP unloads a shotgun into a home intruder. Our next reddit post is from nearby south. A little over four years ago while my family was asleep, an intruder broke into my home

and I killed him. I shot him, whoa my god. I shot him five times with a 12 gauge shotgun and geez yo, five times with a 12 gauge shotgun. And jeez yo, 5 times with a 12 gauge shotgun, was there anything left of this dude? And I was never charged with anything because it was a clear cut case of self defense. It was a terrible experience and I think I'll always have some sort of paranoia at night from it. But I don't regret in any way what I did to protect my family. I feel no sympathy for the man I killed and I would do it again in a heartbeat if given

a second chance. In the months after the event, my wife tried talking to me about it, and I was honest with her about how I felt that I did what I had to do, and his death was entirely on him for breaking into my house while armed. Over the following months, she started acting more coldly to me and our marriage began to suffer. After one of our increasingly frequent fights, she said that she didn't think that she could be married to a man who could kill someone and not feel anything

about it. This really pissed me off because I felt like I was being punished for saving her and our children's lives and we fought all night about it. She was convinced that I was just blocking out my emotions and wanted me to go to therapy. I didn't think that it was necessary, but finally relented and said that I would go if it would make her happy. I found a therapist and set up an appointment and for the first couple of months we talked about the shooting and how I felt about it.

In the end, he said that I seemed to be coping with it as well as could be expected, but that he would be happy to continue seeing me for some of my unrelated issues. I had some trauma as a kid that he actually had a lot of experience with, so our sessions became more focused on that. Our sessions are much less frequent now, but I still see him semi-regularly, and my wife still thinks that the sessions are about the shooting. I told her that he was helping me process the guilt that I feel from it, and she still thinks that's why I'm going.

I still feel no remorse, but I just keep it to myself now. Haha, I like this top comment from Snuwords. Has your wife gotten therapy? Yeah, no kidding. Dude, you unloaded 5 shells in a 12-gauge shotgun. I think that requires reloading. So we're talking PUT DOWN! PUT DOWN! Reload, reload, PUT DOWN!

PUT DOWN! Reload, PUT DOWN! For good measure. That is, I'm sorry, I'm kind of shocked by by shooting someone five times with a shotgun. That is an absolute insane level of carnage. Okay, I gotta focus here. OP, your wife is um... super ungrateful. A little bit crazy. I can understand how she'd be a little like shocked that you murdered someone. That's understandable. But to... but... Huh? To get mad at you and to yell at you and to argue with you, how dare you save me and

our children from an armed intruder? What does she prefer? That you just roll over and you all die together while this psychopath does whatever he wants to the women and children in the house? What's the alternative that she wants? This woman is… Oh god, I'm a little bit triggered over this. I'm gonna be honest with you guys.

How can you... How can she... How can anyone... I don't... Okay. What's this woman's problem? All right, I'll read this reply from a girl in glass because it's got a little bit of sanity here.

I'm a wife. If my husband killed an intruder, I would be shaken, but ultimately grateful my husband was able to protect his family in a way that I'm not sure if I'd be able to. Bravo, you did good. You don't need to feel guilty over protecting your family. Our next reddit post is from throwaway flyingtea. My dying wife admitted that she never loved me, she only married me to get out of poverty. I'm utterly gutted.

My wife has terminal cancer and she'll be gone within the next few short months. She's been at peace with this and even seems happy about it. I've spent every moment at her side since her diagnosis and I was there when it got rough. I went to every chemo treatment with her and was there to hear all the bad news. Cancer aside, we did everything together. We went on dates, played games, tried new places, traveled, and have a daughter who's nine.

My wife came from deep, deep poverty, and it was a chance encounter that we met. She was a waitress, and I was smitten from the moment that I laid eyes on her. She reciprocated my feelings quickly and the rest is history. But according to my wife, she never truly loved me. She liked me, but she didn't love me. She had no one else in her heart, but I wasn't the one for her. She just married me to get out of poverty. To her, we were like roommates who passionately hugged and went on dates sometimes. To me, she was the love of my life and my universe. I have to face losing her

alongside this information and navigate how to be a single dad soon. I feel cheated, like an idiot, and heartbroken. I still love her and I wish that she would survive so that we could fix these feelings. I've been trying to win her over in her final days, but she isn't having it. She's content with her life. She asked me not to visit anymore, but I can't stay away. Down in the comments, we have an interesting reply from Far Software. OP, I worked in hospice care for a number of years. Sometimes I saw patients say things that sounded awful and cruel to save their loved ones from

watching them suffer and die. One client told his wife that he hated her and he never wanted to see her again. When his son confronted him, he admitted it was so after he died she would move on. To us thinking logically, it makes no sense. Yet, to someone dying, especially from a painful disease, it does make logical sense to them. They're under a lot more strain than we see, mentally as well as physically. Other reasons that patients might be angry is knowing that it's their last days. They feel robbed and angry at healthy people and loved ones, so they lash out,

making the loved ones feel as if they don't have to see them healthy knowing they, the patient, is running out of time. Again, it makes no sense. I'm not saying that this is what your wife is experiencing, but it's similar to what I saw others go through in the past. Our next reddit post is from throwaway rainy tires. I came into life changing money. My wife doesn't know yet. I plan on taking her out to a really nice dinner and surprising her with the news.

I came into the money recently when my grandmother passed. Everything was settled last week, and I'm still on cloud 9. She was 102, and I was her favorite grandson. She cut off her kid, my dad, she never liked my mom, and she has no remaining family alive, aside from other grandkids. And all that means that basically everything went to me by default. I'm the only grandkid who even checked on her and spent time with her at her age, so that really helped me out unintentionally.

I'm really sad about my grandma, don't get me wrong, but I've never expected my life situation to change. At the rate the world was going, I expected to have to get a second job to help pay rent. This money isn't millions of dollars, but it is life-changing. I won't be telling my parents because I know they'd want some of it, but they genuinely don't need it. They are fine. My wife and I, however, are considerably poor and live paycheck to paycheck. We also have two little ones. We can finally think about getting a home. We can finally have a savings account. I feel like a kid in a candy store!

Congrats, OP. Invest wisely and don't tell anyone. Our next reddit post is from Gus Forkus. I just turned 17 and I'm entering my senior year of high school in September. I have severe social anxiety, which is not helped by the fact that I basically have a micro penis. I've been severely bullied since as long as I can remember. Just over two months ago during swim class, two of my bullies attacked me when the instructor had left and tore off my swimsuit in front of the whole class. Then they threw

me naked into the pool where I had to wait several minutes before the teacher returned and got me a towel. Everyone saw it. The entire class, including the girls. The guys who stripped me got suspended for a month. That's it. I missed a week of class, but my parents made me go back to school after that and I had to endure a month of absolute hell. Everyone was laughing and gossiping and taunting me endlessly. Several times I just burst into tears right in front of all of my peers. In order to be excused from gym class next year, my principal told me that I need to get a medical exemption, which means I need to get an actual medical

diagnosis of having a micro penis from a doctor. I have an appointment for my medical exam next week, although I'm sure he'll say that I have it. My bratty little sister thinks this whole thing is funny, and I'm sure that she's going to tell everyone in her grade about my medical diagnosis. I just can't take it! There's no way to transfer to another school. There's only one high school in my area. I just can't handle any more humiliation and trauma

and I'm terrified about what my bullies will try to do to me in my senior year. I feel like there's no way out and that I don't want to live anymore. Down in the comments, we have a reply from an actual attorney who recommends that OP gets a free consultation from a civil rights attorney. So hopefully, in like a year or two, we'll get an update on this story where OP sues the bullies and the school into oblivion. Should be a super easy case considering all the witnesses. And also, it sounds like the school left a bunch of kids unattended in a pool. Isn't that dangerous or against some kind of regulation? They don't have an adult supervisor? I don't know, my school growing up in high

school didn't have a pool, so I don't really know what that's like, but I would have to imagine they don't let kids around a pool without a lifeguard, right? Our next reddit post is from loveiskind. My husband expects me to hold down my job which pays all our bills, split housework equally with him, be pregnant, tragically miscarry our baby and immediately after getting home start to pick up more of the housework so that he has more time to do things like video games. He does NOT have a job. I am sick from surgery yesterday to remove our baby from my uterus.

Oh, whoa, wow. This is a new concept that has just entered my brain that I didn't know was a thing. I know that women miscarry. I always thought that when women miscarry, they, I don't know what the term for it is. They, it comes out naturally. It never crossed my mind that women have to go to surgery to get a dead baby removed from their uterus. That is so heartbreaking.

Sorry guys, that was just a shock to me. I had no idea that was a thing that happened and now that I found out about it, I am horrified on OP's behalf. OP continues, I'm sore, bleeding, grieving, exhausted and I ache all over. I took bereavement leave from work. I asked my husband to change the sheets before bed. I've spent days crying and sweating in those sheets and I don't want to wake up tomorrow in the miscarriage sheets.

I've been throwing up from the antibiotics. I am exhausted more than I've ever been. I always change the sheets by myself. After smoking his vape on the patio, he storms in and tells me he'll do it this one time and never again. I asked him, why will you never do this again and he said, because I'm not your maid. Okay, I thought taking care of me while pregnant was what husbands can do to help, particularly when I'm the only one working.

Now he tells me that I treat him like a maid. I don't think he realizes what I've been through. For eight weeks I thought that we had a baby on the way. Now that child who was my everything is gone and I'm broken. And the man who's supposed to support me is screaming at me. What the hell kind of life have I built for myself? OP, this post was actually painful for me to read. This is disgusting behavior.

You went through an honestly like horror movie level traumatizing event and your husband treats you like this. It is time to run, not walk to the nearest exit and leave this man immediately. He is a cancer in your life. Our next reddit post is from littlebabygorilla. My husband was sexually assaulted as a kid for years by a family friend. She would routinely force him to do things to her that I can't say on YouTube and tried to get him to give her a baby boy of her own. His parents did nothing about it when they found out. on YouTube and tried to get him to give her a baby boy of her own.

His parents did nothing about it when they found out. They're still friends with her and her husband. My husband's been going to therapy, but he still has a lot of trauma from the incident. My husband told me from our very first sexual encounter that he's unable to do a certain act on me because it triggers his traumatic response. I never have and will never ask him to do that, but he still offered to break up if I wasn't happy about that arrangement. I've been completely okay with that, honestly. He's such a lovely, loving man with honestly the cutest smile and the prettiest heart in the world. And I couldn't care less about not receiving

that one part of intercourse. But it obviously saddens me that he was a victim to this, and I loathe that woman with my entire being. I hadn't been able to do anything about her until now, because my husband didn't want this to come out, so I kept the peace. I kept quiet and took out my frustrations by not inviting her to any important events hosted by us, and sneaking cheese into her food since she's lactose intolerant, and enjoying the show of her running around to poop her brains out. We've seen less of her, but every time she looks at my husband I'm almost burning with anger.

We were invited to his parents' 40th anniversary celebration at the local club, and it involved a lot of people, so I was hoping to avoid her and have a happy evening with my husband. But then she sought him out while we were talking to his parents and asked me how I'm liking having the leftovers. Yo what the f***? My husband was uncomfortable but held my hand to stop me from doing anything. But then she decided to gently slap me, which wasn't gentle at all, and asked me when I'm giving her another baby boy, a copy of your husband.

And I lost my cool and got into a heated fistfight with her. I pulled her hair, scratched her face, tore her extensions, and banged her head on the table at least twice. Also, my head got banged on the table. My husband took me to the hospital immediately and I was worried about what he would say, but he just told me that he's grateful of me and proud of me and that he doesn't want me to get into situations that could land me in jail. His mother screamed at me asking me what did I think I was doing and I just said that I did what she should have done years ago.

I'm usually non-confrontational, but that felt really good. I don't know if she'll press charges on me. My husband and I are looking into the legal options, but I honestly don't even regret a single thing about what I did to that B-word. I wish I'd done more damage, but for now, I'll take what I got and take all the cuddles and spoiling my husband is giving to me. Okay, so would her pressing charges be a bad thing exactly? You know, you get up before the judge and the judge asks, So, why'd you fight this lady and you say,

Well, because she's a P-word who molested my husband and she deserves to be in jail. Yeah, so I'd be surprised if she pressed charges. More than likely, you're in the clear OP. That was r slash off my chest, and if you like this content, be sure to follow my podcast because I put out new Reddit podcast episodes every single day.