“Unveiling the Shadows: 47 Disturbing Family Secrets That Will Leave You Speechless!”
Found out he was dying and I went to see him to bury the hatchet. It actually wasn’t too bad. While we were catching up on the events of our lives, my dad told me the whole story. My dad had two girls Wendy and my Mom that he was dating. He chose my mom and broke it off with the other woman, and asked my mom to marry him. A few months later right before the wedding Wendy shows up very pregnant and tells him its his. My dad who was running his dad’s business at the time, put her up in the property next to the business and took care of Wendy and Dianne. Eventually things rekindled with Wendy and he ended up in a relationship with her the most of the time he was married to my mom. He admitted the guilt was too much and he started drinking and over time the drink was all that was left, both my Mom and Wendy had eventually kicked him to the curb and moved on with their lives, so did I and so did my young sister and Dianne. It was a terribly sad story. For the first time the verbally and physically abusive monster had his mask pulled back and was human after all. I didn’t completely forgive him, but I definitely understood him for the first time in my life.
My great aunt was a nurse at a mental hospital and fell in love with a guy being evaluated to stand trial for [ending people]. She helped him escape and they ran off to Florida. But the police tracked them down and her lover was sentenced to the electric chair. She got off easy, though.
Before all of that craziness, her younger sister had come to live with her and then [unalived] herself. My aunt worked in a distant city and promised her father that she would get her sister a job at the hospital and look after her. But the sister got pregnant by a married man who dumped her, so she jumped off a bridge.
I found all this out like 80 years after it happened while doing family research. My 90 year old mom reluctantly confirmed it.
There was a dictator in power for thirty years in my country of origin. Both my great grandfather and grandfather did horrible things to innocent people. I wanted to write my grandfather’s memoir but he refused saying the survivors might come for our family if the truth of his crimes ever came to light. He never had remorse for his actions and was even buried in his uniform.
The first crush I ever had was the lifeguard at our summer vacation pool. He was 19 and I was 7. I just thought he was super cute and I had an innocent crush. I learned in my 20s after my parents divorce that my mom actually slept with him during that time when she was in her mid 30s. Ha like mother like daughter I guess.
My eldest great aunt had actually lost her only daughter to drowning in a well. She grieved alot and had a hard time recovering, she was really wanted another daughter to dote on and to just be a better mother. She had even took a little girl who was lost back to her house and spoiled her for around three days until the actual parents came knocking on the door. In the end, she got another daughter after her younger brother or my great uncle had another daughter and couldn’t afford another child especially since she was born sickly. My great aunt begged to take her instead of giving her up for adoption.
My father, a man of questionable morals, set my shy brother up with one of his mistresses. This woman, desperate to escape poverty, agreed to the arrangement.
Tragically, my father continued his affair with her even after she married my brother. This left my brother in a deeply troubled and painful situation.
