Red flags have been used as a sign of danger since as early as the 16th century. A red flag was (and is) essentially a warning that something terrible is about to happen.
When most people see a red flag, their reaction is to stay away or leave the dangerous situation. However, in some circumstances, the signals can be blurred or not so black and white.
Take relationships, for example. It's safe to say that most of us have encountered a red flag in a relationship at some point but decided to continue with it anyway.
But why do we do that? Why do we take risks in relationships when we already know it's going to end badly?
Take, for instance, the many stories that followed this prompt by silver_foks on r/AskReddit, asking, "What's the biggest red flag you've ignored because the sex was good?" Keep scrolling to read 15 stories from people who ignored some of the most obvious red flags in relationships.
She was married and divorced 3 times by 27.
Probably the plethora of empty wine bottles around the apartment, and the knowledge that she’d just gotten out of a long term relationship.
Somehow it never dawned on me that I was the rebound guy.
She basically told me she might cheat on me if she had the opportunity with her ex.
It was my first relationship and I was as stupid as can be.
We were in a hotel and she would just keep screaming at the top of her lungs.
I kept telling her to quiet down, but instead that only turned her on more.
Only continued because she was my girlfriend at the time and it was pretty good sex for me as well.
She was my ex-wife’s, husband’s ex-wife.
Had an affair with a married woman, she left her husband for me, married me, then cheated on me.
If that isn’t karma idk what is.
She got annoyed because I told her about a coworker who felt bad about cheating on her bf.
She said “just keep sh*t on the DL… Nobody has to know if you keep your f*cking mouth shut.”
Immediately knew someone else was deep in her guts.
She stared at herself in the mirror during sex.
Fully moaning, and cumming, but would never break eye contact with herself.
She cried when I just wanted to make out after our first date. She said I wasn’t serious if I didn’t want to f*ck her.
She was 46. And hot as f*ck. I was 31. Cougar time!
So I f*cked her. And the sex was great, but she was f*cking crazy and I bailed after about 5 months.
She called me the n word all the time. We are not black.
All of the lying and bragging about how good she was at it, manipulations, caught her in a lie then caught her cheating and I still didn’t wanna let go.
That sh*t hurt deep for a long time.
I used to have a subscription to Playboy before I met this girlfriend and I’d leave them on top of the toilet for reading material
(before cell phones)
One day after getting situated on the throne I opened an issue and discovered my sweetie had taken a permanent marker…
and covered all the naughty bits on EVERY nude picture (even the tiny ads in the back)
It must of taken her hours to do all the issues
She was a racist f*ck.
Always said she was joking but I later found out she was entirely serious.
Oh god, so much.
Obsessiveness, narcissism, codependency, overt stupidity, laziness, lack of ambition, all kinds of stuff.
She kept f*cking my friends.