u/TrueEagle883

So i was basically raised by my aunt and uncle. When i was about seven my older brother got really seriously ill and my parents apparently decided they couldnt handle the two of us at once, so they dropped me at my grans one weekend with a "youre going to stay with gran for a bit" and then just never came back for me. No proper explanation, nothing, i was a little kid waiting to be picked up and it just never happened.

My aunt and uncle ended up taking me in and they were furious about the whole thing. Ive seen my parents maybe a handful of times since and not once in about the last decade because i stopped reaching out around twelve and the contact just died on its own. Honestly it worked out, my aunt and uncle couldnt have kids of their own and theyve always called me their miracle, they adopted me properly when i turned eighteen, and im twenty four now and genuinely happy.

My brother passed away just before christmas and i came home for the funeral but i hung at the back and slipped out before my bio parents could get to me. They rang my uncle afterwards trying to get to me and he just told them i wasnt available.

Then they actually caught me on christmas eve when i was at a carol service with my gran. They came straight over and went to hug me, and i did recognise them, of course i did, but i just stepped back and went "sorry, do i know you?" They said "were your parents" and i said "my parents are at home" and went and sat down next to my gran.

On the way out they tried again, going "you genuinely dont recognise us?" and i said "oh, are you one of my dads cousins, i think i remember you from when i was small." My gran reckons they had it coming, turning up like nothing ever happened, but theyve since sent me this long letter about how hurt they are and how they were only ever trying to do the right thing and how theyll always be my parents whether i like it or not. A few other relatives are saying i was too harsh because theyre grieving.

AITA?