AIBU to want to know your Family secrets (light hearted) or not

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Four years ago we found out my uncle was not my grandads

Nana was having a op and was dosed up to the eye balls she very old any way and just kept repeating the baby's not his you know he looks nothing like him I was 4 months gone before we were wed

My uncle is the first and their has always been hushed coversations and dark clouds surrounding uncles birth
Tbh were all very dark looking and my uncle looks more mixed raced than black

When I was eight, I found out that my mother was in fact my grandmother and my sister was my mother. It all came out during an epic family row, which wasn't really the best way to find out tbh!

My dad spent four years in prison before I was born.
My brother was born while he was inside.

Mme that must of been awful at any age but especially 8!!

Omg mme what the relationship like now

With both you must feel very betrayed

My sister is married to my ex husband.

You can't just drop thank bomb and not expand I nearly chocked on my pot noddle

I can't think of any at all really.

The only one about my husbands family is very sad; my FILs mother died when he was a few weeks old but it recently came out that the cause of death was in fact suicide rather than the accident that everyone had always intimated.

FIL thought his mum was his sister till he was 13

BIL2 didn't know his grandad wasn't really his grandad until last year when DH got sick to death of him making racist comments about Eastern Europeans & set him straight (MIL had told BIL1 & DH years ago but not BIL2 'cos you know what he's like. She was actually pleased DH broke the news).

Mme the same thing happened to my friend when she was 11. Another friend screamed it at her during an argument. I will never forget three days later when my friend's "mum" told her she was really her gran. My friend was devastated.

My grandad caught his mum in flagrante with the neighbour and the next day they committed suicide together. It was in the papers everywhere.
He never forgave himself (nor the man's wife)

It was horrendous and I've had serious trust issues ever since, perhaps unsurprisingly!

I still don't really know what happened as I've heard different versions from everyone involved and they're all very keen to blame each other, but basically my parents got married at sixteen when my mother/sister was expecting me but then decided to split up just after I was born. My mother/sister moved back in with her parents but then ran away one night when I was about two months old, leaving me with my grandparents.

They actually really hated me so I'm not totally sure why they didn't just have me adopted tbh as they always made it clear that they resented having to look after me and how I'd ruined everyone's lives by being born etc etc etc. Once when I was quite little (before the revelation of my parentage!), my grandmother tied a label with my name on it around my neck and drove me to the local station (which was a middle of nowhere two trains a day type of job thank goodness), telling me that she was sending me to Barnados because she didn't want me any more and that I had to get on the next train, then just left me on my own on the platform in the middle of the night for ages before coming back to get me. She'd do stuff like that all the time. However, my mother/sister recently told me that she used to write and ring up and visit all the time begging them to let her have me back and they always refused and wouldn't let her in the house etc so God knows what was going on!

I was estranged and totally NC with my grandmother by the time she died and have an extremely distant relationship with my mother. We see each other maybe once every four years or so and contact is really only swapping cards at Christmas/birthdays. We're not even nearly as close as sisters tbh. :(

(I haven't seen my natural father for dust since I was a baby.)

My grandad was a spy for the turkish secret service. Found that out after asking questions about why we all had different last names ( it was because my dad and his unmarried siblings had to change there last name for "safety").

Found out during an argument with my mum that my dad died with class A's in his system. And not the way i thought he had.

I have a half finnish brother somewhere in europe.

ThankFuck Oh no, how awful. I can, obviously, very much relate to the feelings of devastation. I don't think I'll ever really get over it tbh as I have all these feelings of abandonment and betrayal to deal with.

I have a very, very infamous relative. Nobody other than family know in RL.

I shall probably NC out of paranoia now!

Mil had an affair, resulting in a child who she let Fil believe was his. This was long before I met them all. My dad was married before my mum. Big sis was a result of an affair he had with my mum, he didn't leave his wife until three years after she was born and my mum, until that point, had to refuse to tell her parents who the dad was. My sister and I aren't supposed to know about any of this. Amazing what a few drinks in the right uncle can do at a family wedding!

My godfather emailed to tell me he had had an affair with my nan 30 years ago. He hasn't spoken to me since. I can't ask my nan or mum if it is true. I don't know why he felt the need to give me this information. It's hard to know when I don't know if it's real or not

I have an aunt who had a lovely husband. she's a weirdo

Found out as an adult, they were not married at all (who cares?!) but his wife (in forrin) wouldn't give him a divorce. This was the 50's though, so I have more respect for her for what she did. (dared to go for).

They did get married eventually when his wife died, sad they never had kids, as I have one from a myself

What goes around comes around

My father attempted to murder my mother when I was 5. He failed but severed her arm in the process. We escaped in the dead of night several weeks later in only the clothes we had on, we started a new life, with absolutely nothing.
My childhood is a million miles away from my life now but I still cannot make amends with the past.

Ok my dads dad is not his biological dad, he is his uncle. My grandmother had an affair with her husbands brother. My great grandmother, had a baby with the man who owned the house where she worked as maid (she would be well over 100 if she was still here) and the father and his wife adopted the baby, and my great grandmother became his nanny, only found out when she died. She was however forced to marry another staff member and had my nana. Would like to say she had a long happy marriage but he died a few years later and she never remarried.

On my mums side auntie turned out to be a bigamist and my grandad turned out to be womaniser who has kids by several different women as well as 4 daughters and 1 son by my nana. We suspect nana had an idea, but we didn't find out till she died. My grandad also beat my nana on several occasions, once breaking her leg. And then people are surprised that I don't speak to him or let him near my kids.

My Grandad, when on the run during the Troubles, was shot by a Black and Tan in the head. He survived but the doctors wouldn't remove the bullet as it was too dangerous.

Mme friend had a lovely relationship with her gran/mum until she died and continued to call her "mum". Her sister/mum never wanted anything to do with her after the funeral. It was rejection all over again for my friend as she'd hoped one day to find out how the situation had occurred in the first place. She still doesn't know the full story and ai doubt ever will.

Grandad was married to someone else, he and Grandmother lived together as married from 1935 until Grandad's first wife died in the sixties. Grandmother was also here illegally for all that time.

No secrets. Place marking cos im a nosey bastard

One of my dads "sisters" was actually his niece. His real sister had her aged 13, and her parents brought her up as thier own. We'd known this for many years, but the big shock came when dads younger brother turned up a few years ago. He'd be born during the war while grandad was deployed! and adopted. Dad says he remembers there being a baby, then it was gone, then a few years later a new baby (the sister/neice) turned up, and he'd kind of merged them into one person in his head, so a long lost brother turning up at nearly 70 came as something of a shock.