Deth

Earlier this summer I got my results back from a DNA test. I only did it because there were other anomalies and I thought that people involved should eventually know the truth.

I did a test.. It told me that my dad isn’t my dad. I always had the gut feeling that was the case. I always felt like I didn’t quite fit in. I thought differently and looked different. I knew something was strange with it when I had zero matches with my dad’s side of the family. Not only that but someone matched as a half sibling that shouldn’t. The other possibilities for the shared DNA were not possible given what I know. Then again what do I know?

It’s really not that the fact that I was lied to that really shocked me but it’s the details of it that I don’t feel the need to get into here or anywhere else publicly. I don’t care for myself but don’t want others to get hurt.

I spoke about it with my mother and understand why it was done although I did say once that I should have known years ago and I’ll always believe that.