Bear with me for not getting straight to the point. This story is absolutely true and I didn’t make this shit up. Happened some years ago, otherwise I wouldn’t dare talk about it here.
What happened was a friend offered to let me live in his place for free for a while. If he hadn’t, accommodation would have been a bit of a burden for me. In short, he did a big favor for me. It was no luxury living but at least there was my own space to live in.
But the thing is I soon started to dislike him and judge him. He didn’t really directly do anything to me, but I felt like he was trying to “copy me”. Guess I had a big ego and didn’t want anyone “copying” my style.
I think I am cooler than him, more popular than him, and just better than him. He was just an unpopular and nerdy computer gaming geek. I felt like he was silently trying to learn how to be stylish and tasteful, copy the cool stuff he sees me do and just improve himself to become more “cool”. For example, I suspected he observed my taste in clothes, or he checked out what songs I listen to, and learned the “cool” slang from me, etc.
Maybe it was all in my head… but I was hateful inside even though I didn’t say anything about it. Of course I didn’t say anything, I couldn’t risk it since I was living for free under him. But eventually I couldn’t do it anymore. I mean I was so hateful, so angry inside. But I never confronted him. Well, I cooked food for him sometimes. Guess what I did? I put a tiny little bit of pee on his food prior to cooking. Doing this made me feel much better because I was getting payback without suffering consequences, secretly getting back at him to satisfy my hate.
Of course, after cooking it, he shouldn’t taste anything unusual. And he didn’t. But this wasn’t the end. Things didn’t change. So I eventually got angry again, and this time, piss wasn’t bad enough anymore. I went one step further… This time, even after cooking, he could still taste something was very nasty. He spitted it back out a few seconds after putting it in his mouth. No consequences for me though, he didn’t ask what the fuck is that, he didn’t say anything.
I’m not trolling here and it’s true. Just wanted to confess it here and get it off my chest. I guess I was vengeful and poisonous but also timid and scared. Am I really a terrible guy or are most people like this nowadays? What kind of person do you think I am?
