u/FourLoko911

*tl;dr: anyone else grow up in as a bastard in a family that tortured you for fun?*

I can't really talk about this with anyone, i have a therapist 5yrs+ now, but if I tell any normal person about any of this they would never trust me again because at the end of the day this is the way I was raised.

I'd be afraid of someone like me, too.

2003, it was before the big databases, we did a test that just showed that my older sister was not my full sister

indicating that mom was cheating on her (loser, deadbeat) high school sweetheart football player husband, got divorced while pregnant with me, used me to try to get him back for my whole childhood.

I still have a scar on my right hand from when she threw me across the room over this. i was 18, severely underweight - like 95lbs - after being diagnosed with advanced bowel disease, and mom is an athlete-build who did cheerleading and professional yoga and all that stuff.

after the first DNA test, older sister went into overdrive trying to ruin my life anyway she could, screwing my highschool friends that were much younger than her, showing up at my workplaces causing trouble, stealing things from family and convincing them it was me - even when I was no where near any of them.

14yrs later 23andme started matching me with cousins from my younger not-half-sister's family. her (and my) father was dating mom again, no one had heard from the older sister's father for over a decade. she'd still tell anyone she met that I was her ex-husband's son.

10yrs after that - 22yrs after the first DNA test - my father gave me an ancestryDNA kit and we did a formal adult adoption to fix the error. he's 86 now, living at my mom's house, she hates him but loves his money.

I really wish I could see my father again, he's actually a good person who wanted to adopt me when i was too young to remember, but I won't ever go back to that house of insanity and evil.

they've turned my younger sister and my only aunt against me now, so I have pretty much no family left. just extended relatives that don't know any of this, and I can't talk about any of it with them because it will just make me look like a bad guy.

tl;dr: anyone else grow up in as a bastard in a family that tortured you for fun?

I can't really talk about this with anyone, i have a therapist 5yrs+ now, but if I tell any normal person about any of this they would never trust me again because at the end of the day this is the way I was raised.

I'd be afraid of someone like me, too.

2003, it was before the big databases, we did a test that just showed that my older sister was not my full sister

indicating that mom was cheating on her (loser, deadbeat) high school sweetheart football player husband, got divorced while pregnant with me, used me to try to get him back for my whole childhood.

I still have a scar on my right hand from when she threw me across the room over this. i was 18, severely underweight - like 95lbs - after being diagnosed with advanced bowel disease, and mom is an athlete-build who did cheerleading and professional yoga and all that stuff.

after the first DNA test, older sister went into overdrive trying to ruin my life anyway she could, screwing my highschool friends that were much younger than her, showing up at my workplaces causing trouble, stealing things from family and convincing them it was me - even when I was no where near any of them.

14yrs later 23andme started matching me with cousins from my younger not-half-sister's family. her (and my) father was dating mom again, no one had heard from the older sister's father for over a decade. she'd still tell anyone she met that I was her ex-husband's son.

10yrs after that - 22yrs after the first DNA test - my father gave me an ancestryDNA kit and we did a formal adult adoption to fix the error. he's 86 now, living at my mom's house, she hates him but loves his money.

I really wish I could see my father again, he's actually a good person who wanted to adopt me when i was too young to remember, but I won't ever go back to that house of insanity and evil.

they've turned my younger sister and my only aunt against me now, so I have pretty much no family left. just extended relatives that don't know any of this, and I can't talk about any of it with them because it will just make me look like a bad guy.