Never Again: 30 Times People Learned Of Their Hatred For A Certain Thing After Trying It Once
Experiences vary from person to person. What may have been memorable and worth repeating for one may have been a regrettable moment for another.
The stories you’re about to read are more about the latter. People candidly shared the first experiences they’d rather forget in response to this Reddit question that made the rounds recently: “What’s something you tried once and instantly knew that it wasn’t for you?”
Commenters talked about the first time they explored mind-altering substances, went camping, had roommates, and dated after divorce. Some anecdotes were funny, others were perplexing, while a few were slightly saddening.
Nevertheless, these were interesting reads many of you will likely enjoy.
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Dating again after my divorce. I realized I actually really truly did want my own space, my own home, my own finances, my own freedom. I was fulfilled by the relationships I had in my life.
The first relationship after my marriage lasted 14 days. The whole time, I tried. But I couldn’t do it.
I’m very happy alone.
Exercising right after I wake up in the morning. F**K THAT.
Living with roommates. Cannot stand it. I'm fine living with a partner, family, or by myself. But a stranger, no thank you.
Outdoor Festivals
Gross porta potties, no water to wash hands, the smell of weed, the smell of p**s, people smelling of BO and alcohol, pushing each other out of the way to get to the front, people OD-ing, heat strokes, people with no awareness of their surroundings, minimal seating areas, no shade, drunk adults who bring their kids while they get wasted and over priced food lol.
Camping.
Spent one night in a tent and knew I belong indoors with AC and a fridge.
Church. I got dragged to some free BBQ and music thing by a friend. Turned out to be a church pushing the hip new youth rock band they had some decade or two back.
I tried to be respectful, really. I late some food, chatted with the other folks there. Then we were led into the basement for the "concert." Fine.
The issue came when they locked the doors. This felt wrong so I politely asked to be let out. They refused. I informed them they had no right to lock me in and demanded to be let out. They grabbed the pastor.
At this point I started to get pissed. I began to complain loudly and was suddenly surrounded by church-goers trying to tell me this was normal.
Soon afterwards I really started to lose my cool. I demanded they unlock the door and basically informed them this was utter b******t.
In the end a scene was made (I shoved preacherman) and I was escorted out by three people and i have never set foot in a church since, quite happily.
Edit: I added that I got salty shoved preacher after they resisted letting me go because it felt dishonest not to tell the whole story. Also I did make the case that the locked doors were a fire hazard to no avail.
Edit 2: seems thus was a cult. It was a large-ish Christian church in my hometown that was freshly built and seemed legit from the outside.
Yeah, and really weird.... I'd probably have a panic attack being locked in like that.
Load More Replies...That is absolutely insane! Any " church" that prevents you from leaving isn't a real church , it's a cult.
Most normal churches are definitely not like that. Not that I'm religious but that is not normal.
They can't do that, highly illegal! Against fire codes. False imprisonment maybe kidnapping. I would have pressed charges, that definitely sounds more cultish than a Christian church.
AS a pastor I am SO SORRY to hear you had this horrible experience. This is NOT NORMAL! !! This sounds very much like a cult - desiring to control others rather then support them growing in the freedom a relationship with Christ with brings.
I'm not a religious person, but I can definitely say that I attended church once, just to see what it was about, and had a nice time. Not my cuppa, but they had great music, no one was locked in (windows were also wide open to let in a nice breeze), the sermon wasn't really all that "sermony," the pastor mostly just talked about being a good person, caring for your fellow humans, and making good choices. Everyone was so nice, and no one tried to force me to do anything. I did get asked if I'd be back, but no one was pushy when I said "No." In fact, I had a sweet lady tell me that if I wasn't coming back in the future, she was so happy I was there today. Pretty decent 🤷♀️
I had friends in school that went to all the "cool teen" church things but the funny part was that they were the WORST people. D***s, drinking, partying, sleeping around, pregnancies. Just hilarious to me.
You should have called the cops and charged them with mprisonment and kidnapping after they let you out.
The moment they'd lock the door, I'd tell them about how that triggers my anxiety. It doesn't really, but I'd start slapping and graduate to punching everyone in reach if unlocking the door takes more than one digit seconds, and would want to get away with it. They have no right to do this, and you have every right to free yourself - if that requires some of Scapeman's fans to be injured, it's obviously God's own will, eh?
This is a major fire hazard. I'm claustrophobic. They might not have been able to hear the band over my screams.
Load More Replies...Wth!!! Over zealous christian groups just aren't a thing where I come from
If they wouldn't unlock the doors, call the police. That's false imprisonment
Law enforcement should have been notified and unlawful imprisonment and assault charges should be brought against these weirdos.
I would have had a "panic attack." Screaming, crying and anything else I could think of.
Most of the time they don't need locks, they use social manipulation and peer pressure to make sure you don't stray to far.
C**aine. The high is fun but short, and my first thought was "you know what would be fun? More c**aine." Noped right out of that party and never did it again.
Big, loud parties. I’m not all that social in the first place, but it gets worse when I’m surrounded by super social people who are all socializing very loudly, typically with very loud music in the background (I also have fairly sensitive hearing).
I was a musician for ten years of my youth playing in bars and nightclubs five nights a week. It was as described every night. It was so bad that I stopped playing in bands the rest of my life.
Dancing in a club. It looked like a good time, then I discovered I have absolutely no idea what to do with my arms and legs on the dance floor, and I look and feel ridiculous. Not fun.
I dance "freeform" using the set of movements of the people dancing around me. It's like protective mimicry being ridden in lieu of an actual skill.
For me, it was dating apps. I tried one out and instantly felt it wasn't for me. The endless swiping and shallow interactions left me feeling more lonely than connected. Plus majority of people there only want one thing.
Sweet potato fries. Everyone always tells me how great they are, but if you want fries, get fries. You can't beat the classic.
Meditation . I cannot sit still for the life of me.
I like “mindful walking”, that’s great. But sitting with eyes shut, focusing on breathing, it’s so boring
Haunted houses. Having people jump out of the day and scream in my face while I walk through cheesy scenes of violence was not even a little fun for me.
It wouldn't work for me either - I HATE sudden loud noises and things jumping out at me.
Marriage. I knew before I did it that I shouldn't be doing it with this guy. I did it anyway. Big mistake. Huge. I figured out that it's a lot easier to say I do, than it is to say I don't want to do this anymore.
Everyone considering cohabitation, marriage, having kids, should all go through professional counseling before finalizing the decision .
This world. It was so bad I cried the moment I entered it.
And just wait until all the fun we will have when we have to leave it.
Telemarketing. I walked out after two hours. I felt like the lowest of low life.
I know the feeling. I lasted only 45 minutes of the actual calls and the few hours briefing before that.
Corporate job… it’s not for me. Except it’s now been 20yrs soulless years and I have zero will to live.
Honestly the happiest at work I've ever been was when I worked retail, specifically in merchandising. Just letting me wander around the store organizing stuff and putting up displays was a dream. Now I have a corporate job where I make 3x the money but feel like a caged animal at a desk sending emails all day.
I put on roller blades, stood up, sat down and took them off. Was going to break my damn neck.
Shrooms. The first bit was pretty good, but then while I was laying in bed my Kurt Cobain poster fell on top of me. I was freaking out as to why Kurt Cobain came of out of heaven to specifically attack me. Nonetheless, I k*lled him a second time.
As well, I tried shrooms once while still in a very strict boarding school in Ireland. I was away for a weekend with a friend and we wanted to have some fun. Anyway while on it, I saw a picture of her with short hair and thought it looked amazing. So we cut mine right away. Yes, you are right. I didn't look amazing and the school was not very amused... And I had to walk around sporting my G.I. Jane look and hating it. Good memory though.
Wine. Still have no idea how people can drink it.
I agree. "Tastes like blackcurrant, chocolate, berries, etc" - No, it tastes like a bitter swill.
Trying to change people who treat you like s**t.
Cigarettes. Didn't care for the dirty ashtray taste that lingered in my mouth.
I quit three weeks ago and I feel great. I have so much energy. I used to get so lethargic around midday, and now I'm normal. I actually don't start feeling tired until around seven or eight.
C**aine. I tried it and realized it was for me, like it really really was for me, thats when I knew it wasn't for me. I'd be dead if the pleasure sector was more in control than the logic sector. .
Weed. I don't understand how people enjoy it. Just gave me panic attacks. Never again.
There's two different basic kinds of weed, Indica, and sativa. Indica is the stuff that makes you a goofy, giggling lump that can't stop eating, and has a stronger body high, anti-anxiety, sleep inducing. Sativa, is cerebral. It's more energizing, allows you to function fairly normally, helps creatively but can cause paranoia and panic attacks in those not accustomed to it. Most dispensaries rely on sativa/indica blends unless they're specifying a particular use case, I.E "pain, stress or insomnia relief is going to be 100% indica" But.....weed isn't just THC....it's THC and 80-100 cannabinoids, and another 300 chemicals, different concentrations of all those chemicals have wildly different effects, and they also effect different people in different ways, and the delivery method also matters. Smoking is the least impactful for the shortest duration (smoking 1 gram of 40% THC bud is going to be strong, but not overpowering and only last an hour or two)
I was shocked at how much I hate weighted blankets. People say so many good things about them! I put it over me, boom, instant claustrophobia. I don't even have claustrophobia. Except with weighted blankets.
I bought 2 for my daughter, one heavy & one light. She doesn’t use them & I don’t blame her they’re awful.
Being a teacher. I love the teaching part. I hate being a teacher.
Crumbl cookies. Expensive, way too sugary, and just meh. never again.
That stinky fermented norwegian fish thing. I thought maybe it just smelled bad and tasted ok but yeah it's awful all around.
Being with a woman? Tried it when I was a teen. Nope. I'm definitely gay.
men I guess, lmao. as a lesbian myself, I had a boyfriend for a couple of months at like, 13 or so.. he kept asking to kiss and i didnt know at the time that i was a lesbian, so we finally pecked lips, i hated it and i avoided him for days and we broke up after I finally confessed. Funnily enough, around 5 years after that we bumped into each other and he said he thought he was gay, so... we became good friends because I was the only one who supported him coming out at the time. Unfortunately, he passed away after a motorcycle accident.... RIP, man, I still miss ya.
Horses. I'm totally not a city boy; I'm actually an outdoorsman. However, I've only been on a horse twice in my life, and neither time ended well for me or the horse. I admire them from afar now.
Walking them like a dogis fun. But, their role as, sort of, pre-industrial motorcycle, doesn't do it for me either. Luckily, the one horse I fell down from was a rather small sort thereof, and ... we'd share a few carrots then, but decided to not again try that riding thing...
Load More Replies...Jägermeister. It was disgusting. Some time later someone offered me Sambuca, and I almost vomited. Then, a couple of years later some French friends gave me some Pastis, and I hated it. I definitely can't stand anise.
I don't mind Jagermeister - it's Fireball for me. That is utterly disgusting. Glad I only tried a nip.
Load More Replies...Sex. I gave it a couple of tries, talked to my friends, talked to the guy, talked to my obgyn. The "first time" pain was "every time pain" and the sticky aftermath made me want to throw up.
"Diet Coke" ... I'd already worked an 10hr split shift as in finishing at after midnight and then starting again at 10am on New Years Eve until closing. A person I knew could get me some. I was high on that NYE shift but still in full ability to work. I only took it because I was absolutely shattered from the Christmas period and hadn't had a day off in two weeks. I said to my supervisor, "10 minutes to go until New Years and I'm just going to go to the loo, I don't want to hit midnight on there!". He laughed. I went...***sniff*** and out. Scary thing was I still had enough for the next few days. I was working New Years Day too. Even without it? I'd have had to probably have a caffeine IV just to stay awake because of the ridiculous shifts I was on. I hated that job but at least I did it well... Even on "Diet Coke". Did it once. Never again.
Anything "sugar-free" is a nö-gö for me, I hate the taste of sweeteners
Load More Replies...Kalimotxo. Red wine and coca-cola. The first time was the last and my poor grandma's vase received the aftermath.
oooh . That does not sound like a tasty combination
Load More Replies...Amphetamines. I don't even know what exact that was, it's so long ago ... I remember having known it. But, as it sucked anyway, doesn't really matter. Alcohol, but that, for whatever reason, I tried multiple times, only to again and again discover that forcefully induced stupidity isn't really my cup of. Automatic transmission. Ok, on the Autobahn, it doesn't matter, but if driving is meant to be fun, I wanna have a stupid machine without attempting to be smart, that I can manually operate. Power steering comes to mind, too - whatever car is that heavy that it needs such, is too heavy for me to like. Vehicles are either light, or they're wasteful, and that, I don't see as justified, but it's hard to avoid it these days.
Being with a woman? Tried it when I was a teen. Nope. I'm definitely gay.
men I guess, lmao. as a lesbian myself, I had a boyfriend for a couple of months at like, 13 or so.. he kept asking to kiss and i didnt know at the time that i was a lesbian, so we finally pecked lips, i hated it and i avoided him for days and we broke up after I finally confessed. Funnily enough, around 5 years after that we bumped into each other and he said he thought he was gay, so... we became good friends because I was the only one who supported him coming out at the time. Unfortunately, he passed away after a motorcycle accident.... RIP, man, I still miss ya.
Horses. I'm totally not a city boy; I'm actually an outdoorsman. However, I've only been on a horse twice in my life, and neither time ended well for me or the horse. I admire them from afar now.
Walking them like a dogis fun. But, their role as, sort of, pre-industrial motorcycle, doesn't do it for me either. Luckily, the one horse I fell down from was a rather small sort thereof, and ... we'd share a few carrots then, but decided to not again try that riding thing...
Load More Replies...Jägermeister. It was disgusting. Some time later someone offered me Sambuca, and I almost vomited. Then, a couple of years later some French friends gave me some Pastis, and I hated it. I definitely can't stand anise.
I don't mind Jagermeister - it's Fireball for me. That is utterly disgusting. Glad I only tried a nip.
Load More Replies...Sex. I gave it a couple of tries, talked to my friends, talked to the guy, talked to my obgyn. The "first time" pain was "every time pain" and the sticky aftermath made me want to throw up.
"Diet Coke" ... I'd already worked an 10hr split shift as in finishing at after midnight and then starting again at 10am on New Years Eve until closing. A person I knew could get me some. I was high on that NYE shift but still in full ability to work. I only took it because I was absolutely shattered from the Christmas period and hadn't had a day off in two weeks. I said to my supervisor, "10 minutes to go until New Years and I'm just going to go to the loo, I don't want to hit midnight on there!". He laughed. I went...***sniff*** and out. Scary thing was I still had enough for the next few days. I was working New Years Day too. Even without it? I'd have had to probably have a caffeine IV just to stay awake because of the ridiculous shifts I was on. I hated that job but at least I did it well... Even on "Diet Coke". Did it once. Never again.
Anything "sugar-free" is a nö-gö for me, I hate the taste of sweeteners
Load More Replies...Kalimotxo. Red wine and coca-cola. The first time was the last and my poor grandma's vase received the aftermath.
oooh . That does not sound like a tasty combination
Load More Replies...Amphetamines. I don't even know what exact that was, it's so long ago ... I remember having known it. But, as it sucked anyway, doesn't really matter. Alcohol, but that, for whatever reason, I tried multiple times, only to again and again discover that forcefully induced stupidity isn't really my cup of. Automatic transmission. Ok, on the Autobahn, it doesn't matter, but if driving is meant to be fun, I wanna have a stupid machine without attempting to be smart, that I can manually operate. Power steering comes to mind, too - whatever car is that heavy that it needs such, is too heavy for me to like. Vehicles are either light, or they're wasteful, and that, I don't see as justified, but it's hard to avoid it these days.