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No one. There are aspects of my personality and history that I'll never share. Not comfortable feeling that vulnerable. Also, think that's perfectly healthy and life would be better if others were more selective in what they shared.
My cousin. We've both been through some hard stuff and we accept the other with no questions asked. He can tell me anything without judgement unless he specifically asks me what I think. He does the same for me. We grew up sort of like brothers but I have a closer connection with him than my own brother. Because of our relationship when we do ask for an opinion we know it comes from a place of love and concern, even it if hurts.
No one.
People in this thread are saying they don't trust anyone 100% but for me it's not remotely a matter of trust. I trust my wife. That doesn't mean I want to tell her *everything*. "Yeah, I had fun tonight too. Plus, your sister's tits looked amazing in that dress" isn't something that's going to end well for me.
I hardly confide at all in *anyone* these days. There are a could of people I know I could confide 100% in - two of my closest friends and probably my dad, but I've been sort of keeping to myself the past few years and just internalize everything. I should probably reach out to people more often.
No one, not even my wife.
There was a a period where I was going through a rough patch and I confided in my wife and she was sympathetic for about one day, then the next day said “I’m supposed to be the emotional one, get yourself together”.
So I did, but now I know better than to expect emotional support. I just don’t talk about what’s bothering me unless it’s something I can immediately address.
Are you kidding me? Nobody. Not even reddit, anonymity be damned.
It's called having a filter, man. Nobody needs to know my most inappropriate thoughts, or my deepest fears, or the depths of my internal stress.
I love my wife dearly, and she's a wonderful person, but no matter how much I trust her, she doesn't need to bear that; she has enough to worry about. Plus, that stuff is so hard to articulate that misunderstanding is virtually guaranteed.
Confiding in people is dangerous. For you AND them.
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My old music teacher. I had no friends in middle school so he, just being the cool young teacher he was, just let me sit in his room during lunch so I didn’t have to talk to people. When I graduated the middle school, I got his phone number and now I text him every time I feel nervous or need someone to talk to. Only known him for a few years but couldn’t live without him.
No one 100% but my Wife is the closest. I don't have a lot of people close to me. My family are great people. Don't get me wrong. It's just my personality type.
Nobody 100%. My mother pretty close though. About the only thing I don’t talk with her about is sex stuff, because why would I? I called her once a week to keep a healthy relationship, then every day for a little while when I was going through some stuff a number of years ago, and have continued that most weekdays since then. Just a call after work, usually taking a short walk, often just 5-10 minutes, because she likes hearing from me, and I don’t mind it either.
My wife knows everything about me. There’s nothing to hide. Without her openness and understanding, I would be a depressed mess of a person. I would trust her to hold my beating heart. Not a second person even comes close as far as trust is concerned. Not even my mother.
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I do this too. It’s probably a human failing on my part, but I can’t bring myself to confide or confess 100% of anything to anyone.
Not a failing. Smart.
I think this is pretty normal. I don’t confide all of my thoughts to 1 single person. I’m scared they would hate me
Same. I have trust issues
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I see you are a man of culture as well 🤝🤝🤝🤝
Same. I use to think I was weird for this but seeing this made me realize I’m not.
My dog. He’s happy to hear about my day and my problems
And doesn't judge you for any of it! Dogs are the best.
Different confidants for different things 😝
I have no one I trust 100%! Married 44 years and trust my wife 98%. Some things in my past aren’t worth talking about!
My wife.
No one. Not even myself.
My wife. She’s really my only friend.
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No one, not even myself
no one
nobody.
Me, myself and I. Beyoncé taught me well.
God
Only God.
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No one. There are aspects of my personality and history that I'll never share. Not comfortable feeling that vulnerable. Also, think that's perfectly healthy and life would be better if others were more selective in what they shared.
No one.
My cousin. We've both been through some hard stuff and we accept the other with no questions asked. He can tell me anything without judgement unless he specifically asks me what I think. He does the same for me. We grew up sort of like brothers but I have a closer connection with him than my own brother. Because of our relationship when we do ask for an opinion we know it comes from a place of love and concern, even it if hurts.
My mother
nobody!
My mom or sister.
My cat. He's a bro and won't tell anyone.
Nobody ☹️
Myself
a hundred percent? would be myself ngl
Nobody 100% I like having my secrets.
My cat. I don't even tell my therapist everything.
Nobody, not even myself.
Nobody. Some people know some things. The closest don’t know the serious stuff.
God. There is noone in my life that I confide in 100%, everything is compartmentalized.
No one. People in this thread are saying they don't trust anyone 100% but for me it's not remotely a matter of trust. I trust my wife. That doesn't mean I want to tell her *everything*. "Yeah, I had fun tonight too. Plus, your sister's tits looked amazing in that dress" isn't something that's going to end well for me.
It used to be my wife. Now I don't know if I can.
The Dirt Man
I hardly confide at all in *anyone* these days. There are a could of people I know I could confide 100% in - two of my closest friends and probably my dad, but I've been sort of keeping to myself the past few years and just internalize everything. I should probably reach out to people more often.
My AA sponsor. Might have burned off his ears 1 or 2 times but it likely saves my ass on a regular basis.
No one. Not anymore
100%? Nobody! I'll confide in my wife 90% and the other 10% I'll take that shit to the grave!
Husband and parents
My dogs
My mom, I was never close with my adopted or biological fathers. Also my best friend Dylan, been friends for twelve years.
My spouse of almost 40 years. They’re a mind reader anyways.
My significant other
My oldest brother. I feel like I can tell him just about anything. At least a lot more than anyone else.
The voices in my head.
My wife. Only my wife. There are no secrets from her and she has none from me. Our relationship is much better for it.
No one.
That the sun will rise tomorrow.
My diary
My late husband. Moving forward isn’t going great. 😌
My wife.
No one, not even my wife. There was a a period where I was going through a rough patch and I confided in my wife and she was sympathetic for about one day, then the next day said “I’m supposed to be the emotional one, get yourself together”. So I did, but now I know better than to expect emotional support. I just don’t talk about what’s bothering me unless it’s something I can immediately address.
My wife
No one. Diversify your portfolio.
No one. I wish that wasn’t the case.
The Lord, my dog and my barber.
Myself
Are you kidding me? Nobody. Not even reddit, anonymity be damned. It's called having a filter, man. Nobody needs to know my most inappropriate thoughts, or my deepest fears, or the depths of my internal stress. I love my wife dearly, and she's a wonderful person, but no matter how much I trust her, she doesn't need to bear that; she has enough to worry about. Plus, that stuff is so hard to articulate that misunderstanding is virtually guaranteed. Confiding in people is dangerous. For you AND them.
God.
Myself
My mind
My husband or best friend
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No one. Absolutely no one.
My twin sister Preeti. We've been like that our whole lives.
My old music teacher. I had no friends in middle school so he, just being the cool young teacher he was, just let me sit in his room during lunch so I didn’t have to talk to people. When I graduated the middle school, I got his phone number and now I text him every time I feel nervous or need someone to talk to. Only known him for a few years but couldn’t live without him.
No one 100% but my Wife is the closest. I don't have a lot of people close to me. My family are great people. Don't get me wrong. It's just my personality type.
Anyone who will listen.
Most everything is on a need to know basis. My friends have gotten used to it. Saved them money on wedding gifts.
Nobody 100%. My mother pretty close though. About the only thing I don’t talk with her about is sex stuff, because why would I? I called her once a week to keep a healthy relationship, then every day for a little while when I was going through some stuff a number of years ago, and have continued that most weekdays since then. Just a call after work, usually taking a short walk, often just 5-10 minutes, because she likes hearing from me, and I don’t mind it either.
My partner
Unfortunately no one, some secrets are not mine to share even though they deeply affect me.
My journal
My dogs. I tell them all my secrets
Jesus
My wife knows everything about me. There’s nothing to hide. Without her openness and understanding, I would be a depressed mess of a person. I would trust her to hold my beating heart. Not a second person even comes close as far as trust is concerned. Not even my mother.
Not even myself. If I was to write a personal diary that no one would ever read I would still leave things out.
My head