I took the Ancestry test. It turns out that the man I thought was my Dad was not.
My bio Dad turned out to be some guy my mother had a fling with while she was married to the man whom I thought was my Dad.
She lied to both us. I will never forgive the witch.
All the years I thought I was half Polish, in actuality, I’m half Scottish.
Just found this out a year ago. Too late for me to know my bio Dad’s family. He and his siblings are dead.
your mother did what she thought was best at the time.
Your father probably knew
No one expected DNA tests
Your dad is the man who raised you--not the sperm donor who got your mom pregnant. No offense to sperm donors in general.
Can’t imagine the shock. And having to go from pierogies and kielbasa to haggis and cullen skink.
I understand what happened, and I am sorry, but isn’t the man who raised you still your father?
I used to joke about being switched at birth. Mom just laughed and said I stood out like a white face calf among all those brown and Hispanic babies at the hospital.
So there went my excuse.
One could hope your later in life experience might turn into the greatest lesson in forgiveness you never thought possible.
Wow. I don’t know how you get past that betrayal. I hope there is a way.
My birth father left me when I was 3… he was going to kill my mother and 3 brothers. I decided to do the DNA test to see my family heritage on my father’s side. My wife decided to take a DNA test with me. I have Scottish background… (maybe we’re related.) But a mystery popped on my wife’s ancestry. A woman contacted via email wanting to know if she had family relatives with names we never heard of…. Well, to make a short story long - her mother revealed that she was “date raped” when she was 17. The man did not own up to the pregnancy and her mother wound up marrying another man. She found out when she was 61 years old! In the following year her mother died. It has been a roller coaster ride of emotion. Why didn’t her mother tell her for so many years? Was it fear? Was it shame? Her mother was afraid that she would hate her for not telling her. Instead there was forgiveness. She met her “new” dad, two new brothers and a new sister she never knew. She was born 6 months before her brother from this new family… You could make a movie out of the twists and turns in this story!
My suggestion is to not take on the darkness of another’s sins. Try to take another look at the situation from 40,000 feet. We 100% live in a broken world and the temptations that exist in it can only be judged within the time that it happens. I hate to see people harbor unforgiveness because of the effects it has on those who hold on to it. I found out I am from the McVicker clan… What’s your clan, do you know? PS - My wife also has Scottish background - But, more importantly through her “new” family that she didn’t know she has traced her heritage to one of the Mayflower passengers and is a member of the Mayflower Descendants Society.