Did the couple take the plunge and move to Europe? Apparently not - the Redditor ended things because keeping the forbidden relationship going was just too much. By the sounds of it, it was always going to be doomed. Having very traditional parents can cause issues when it comes to getting the all-important seal of approval for your new partner. This Redditor is in a heartbreaking situation where she knows her father would force her to end her relationship if he discovered her boyfriend's secret:. However, my dad is yet to find out that my boyfriend has a child and I'm scared to death of how he'll react Surely if the girl herself doesn't mind her partner having a child, it shouldn't matter what her parents think?
Well, not in this situation. Unless this Redditor can find a way to financially support herself, her forbidden love could be over before long. When it comes to age gaps in relationships, it's more common to hear tales of younger women dating older men. However, the roles are reversed in this tale of forbidden love. While the Redditor in question was technically a legal adult when this affair happened, his teacher agreeing to a relationship is still morally questionable.
Their love had to be kept secret because of this, but it didn't last long She cut all communication off to protect herself because she couldn't handle it. She loved me too much. Did she love him too much, or did it just hit her that she'd made a huge mistake? I guess we'll never know. However, considering the circumstances in which this forbidden love blossomed - a teacher-student relationship - it's not a surprise that it eventually ended. Hopefully both parties have managed to move on with their lives. Having your parent disapprove of your relationship is one thing.
By the sounds of it, when the mom discovered that this Redditor had been 'intimate' with her boyfriend, she treated the situation as a crime scene:.
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Because I was 14 and it was a complaint of an intimate nature, they treated me as a crime victim He graduated high school and joined the Navy, I carried on with my life. Such an abrupt, forced breakup must have been incredibly hard on this young couple. The heartbreak they endured is tragic considering the circumstances.
However, this tale does luckily have a happy ending:. We snuck around for three years before announcing to my mom that we were getting married. We've been married for 11 years now and have four kids! These forbidden lovers took a huge risk when they decided to begin a secret relationship. As students at a traditional Christian college, they would have been immediately expelled if anyone had discovered that they were actually a same-sex couple rather than just 'super close friends'.
That's a lot of pressure for a relationship to handle, and this Redditor admits that she struggled:. Our close friends knew and were cool with it, but most of our classmates would have ostracized us. It's heartbreaking that two people could be made to feel this way just for being in love. Ultimately, it doesn't look like the relationship survived the strain: note how the Redditor says "my first girlfriend", implying she's had more. While the breakup could have been for reasons other than the relationship's forbidden nature, all of the secrecy probably didn't help matters.
This Redditor's forbidden love turned out to be a masterclass in how to lose friends and alienate people. While she now admits that she made a huge mistake in pursuing her friend's boyfriend, at the time all she could think about was her own hidden feelings:. I was all about the conquest. After lots of secret flirting, I ended up being intimate with him. She was two rooms away asleep.
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This is one of the worst things I've ever done Ultimately, the guilt involved in this forbidden tryst prevented the affair from going any further. The boyfriend has some serious questions to answer too - especially considering the Redditor claims that he strung his girlfriend along for a further year after he cheated. The situation sounds like a total mess - something that's apparently quite common in cases of forbidden romance!
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I found nothing. Just innocent messages. I felt horrible and guilty and ended up confessing to him. It's not a way to build trust in a relationship. We had been dating for seven years and I never felt the need to snoop until that moment. When I went through his texts, I found a conversation between him and his best friend Jon.
There were texts saying that they loved each other and wanted to be together. My ex had texted him saying that he wanted to run away with him and leave me for him. They texted about how they couldn't even spend a day away from each other. It was absolutely crushing. Especially because I never knew that my ex was interested in guys, let alone his best friend who I hung out with so many times before. I confronted my ex and he denied it. Two days later, he dumped me for Jon and moved in with him.
A part of me wished I never went through his phone, but I know it was better to find out sooner than later. It's not like I didn't trust him or anything, I just wanted to see what his dirty little secrets were. I was in his dorm and when he left for class I got started. I looked through his closet, under his bed, in his dirty clothes. Just when I thought it was all good, I found it. In his desk, under all his papers, he had two videos of Russian anal porn! First of all, who keeps videos of porn any more?
He doesn't even know Russian! Anyway, he never found out that I knew, but I never saw him the same again. I had to break up with him It just freaked me out to much. I caught him whispering on the phone late at night and when I would ask him who it was he would mumble something about an old college friend. I became increasingly worried At this point, I thought he was cheating on me and I was utterly devastated. So instead of voicing my concern to him like an adult, I decided to snoop through his phone and desk drawers to try and find some answers.
While going through his day planner, I saw that he was planning on going to a harbor front restaurant on Friday night. When Friday night rolled around, he told me he would be working late and wouldn't be able to make it home for dinner. I instantly knew he was lying and decided to show up at the restaurant to catch him cheating on me. As I angrily walked into the restaurant, the first thing I saw was my boyfriend on one knee with an engagement ring in his hand.
Turns out he was planning a surprise proposal this whole time and knew I was getting suspicious. He decided to incorporate my suspiciousness into the proposal because he knew I would go through his things. I guess he just knows me too well! I was shocked. These days, my 4-year-old son's favorite toys are some figurines based on the ugly, creepy and hateful creatures from the "Alien" movies.
He also has some vile little Alien comic books that he stares at, and I can't begin to tell you how tempted I am to confiscate this stuff. But I won't. Andrew Greeley. In the quiet world of Irish Catholic Chicago during the Depression, there were few forbidden books -- not because the church's Index of Forbidden Books did not exist, but because few of us had ever heard of the books on the Index, much less wanted to read them.
It was generally agreed, however, that the church had "condemned" James T. Farrell's "Studs Lonigan" because it was a dirty book. Rumor had it that some of the more radical young people in the parish had actually read it. I was not one of them. Much later, when I was a priest and a sociologist, an editor asked me to "reread" Farrell's novel and write an article about how the South Side Irish had changed since the death of Studs.
I knew by then that Farrell was not on the Index which, anyway, had disappeared or was about to and suspected that the book wasn't all that dirty. Nonetheless I was fascinated by the prospect of comparing his characters to my parishioners. When I finished I phoned the editor. The high point of the "Lonigan" trilogy for me was its marvelously sensitive portrait of first love, Studs's romance with the luminous Lucy Scanlan.
Lucy represented grace for him, and his ultimate tragedy in a climate of "spiritual poverty" as Farrell called it was that later in life he had a chance to renew his love for Lucy but turned his back on grace. It was not a very good idea. Tama Janowitz. Growing up in the 's, the daughter of liberal parents, I was not forbidden to read any books. As a result I read "Candy," by Terry Southern with Mason Hoffenberg, when I was around 10 years old, and though I have not looked at it since, it has stayed with me -- through the skewed view of childhood.
The element most baffling to me was the hunchback who urinated on a piece of bread before eating it; this passage, so inexplicable, haunted me deeply, until at last I arrived at the conclusion that he was too poor to buy butter or mayonnaise. The heroine, Candy, took off her white panties time after time because she felt sorry for each man she met. I also used to look through the stack of my father's Playboys, located on a shelf in the bedroom. I wasn't encouraged to read them, but I wasn't discouraged, either. I remember a large quantity of naked ladies, rather pretty; a number of jokes pertaining to genitalia, which struck me as sadly infantile; and the shock and horror of a two-part serialization of "The Fly.
No wonder my parents looked mildly amused and dismayed on finding me so avidly hunched over the heap! A completely normal man ended up with a fly's head. I had no idea that what I believed to be a nonfiction article was in fact science fiction. And I never mentioned this shameful fact to my parents.
Ishmael Reed. When I was a fourth grader, I used to frequent a secondhand bookstore that was located not too far from our apartment in the projects of Buffalo. View all New York Times newsletters. One day, I bought a book that would have a major influence upon my ideas. Joel Augustus Rogers, a porter who financed his research with his personal funds. In our elementary school textbooks, blacks were depicted as pitiful bent-down people, usually shown hunching over a cotton sack.
We were taught that they were a big inconvenience for noble types like Robert E. In contrast, J. Rogers's blacks were great generals, authors, kings, queens and statesmen. His book was forbidden because it challenged the official version of history. I brought up Rogers's research in class.
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The teacher responded with a lengthy outburst, challenging the idea that blacks were anything other than a problem people or troublemakers, which, to this day, is the editorial line of some of our major newspapers. Rogers taught me that one had to receive the standard version of history with skepticism, and that one's view of history could be shaped by one's position in society. Some may dismiss him as a "pseudo-scholar," but a single independent-minded "pseudo-scholar" like J.
Rogers, who died in , is worth all of the mimicry-prone "talented tenthers" who have been chosen by the news media, and some foundations, to monopolize the discussion of issues affecting black intellectual life.
Allen Ginsberg. After Krafft-Ebing's "Psychopathia Sexualis," which I perused for half an hour underneath a hallway light in my doctor uncle's mahogany glass-front bookcase -- and discovered with joy case histories like mine -- I found "Fanny Hill" sometime in the 's, probably at age 11, in a nicely color-illustrated "private edition" in my father Louis's desk, where he kept his poetry manuscripts. I purloined it to read in bedroom privacy and got excited by the story of the messenger boy with his big naked phallos seduced by the ladies of the house in their bedroom. A day later my father, panicked, asked if I had the book -- his friend, a sophisticated Frenchman, Maurice Levitt, had loaned it to him and had come to get it back.
I gave it over, heart-struck, and never saw the text again till three decades later when Grove Press broke the bondage in which delightful narrative had been held by prurient agents of the United States Government. My father and I never discussed the theft. Ruth Westheimer. When I was a little girl growing up in Germany, I believed that babies were brought by the stork. I also believed another old wives' tale that if you put a piece of sugar outside the window, the stork would bring a baby.
I very badly wanted an older brother so I very logically, I thought put out two lumps. In the morning they were gone, but no older brother arrived. My ignorance about sex didn't prevent me from being curious about it, and that's when I had my first encounter with a forbidden book.