In my last week at a previous job, I did something completely out of character.
One day when the office was empty, I picked up a colleague’s high heels and smelled them. I don’t really have an explanation for why I did it—it wasn’t planned and I’ve never done anything like that before.
I’ve always had a bit of a fixation with feet, but not in a sexual way, more like a weird curiosity I don’t fully understand. I’ve always kept it to myself and never crossed any lines until that moment.
Nothing came of it. No one ever found out, and I left the job shortly after. But it still sticks with me because it felt so unlike me, and I can’t really explain what made me do it.
It’s just something I’ve kept to myself ever since.