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My great great grandfather immigrated to the US from jolly ol' England to escape legal fees and possibly prison for building a bunch of houses above an abandoned coal mine that one day decided to cave in and destroy all those newly built houses.
 
My great great grandfather immigrated to the US from jolly ol' England to escape legal fees and possibly prison for building a bunch of houses above an abandoned coal mine that one day decided to cave in and destroy all those newly built houses.

Sounds like an arsehole
 
my families way of knowing secrets... i took the blue pill dont know shit
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I could make a riveting telenovela out of both sides of my family. Kidnappings, schizophrenia, attempted murder, secret love-children, possible incest, we've got it all.

The really sad family secret before I was born was one of my great uncle's who's mentally disabled. His mother kept him locked in a closet. Nowadays, my grandmother and her sisters take care of him and he's doing really well, but it fucking blows that instead of getting the help and care he needed as a child, he was just kept hidden.
 
Family is no more special than other type of relationship.
False. Family is bound by blood. Blood is the only thing that stays constant. No matter what changes you make as a person, your father and mother are still your father and mother (for example). Everything else is fluid.

Now, the significance or importance of that blood depends on the person, some people may not give a fuck about their families for valid reasons, but it's still unique and unlike any other relationship.
 
Both my grandparents on my mother's side come from rich families. They had a Romeo and Juliet thing going on where their families hated eachother, they eloped and were both disowned. They are lower-middle class now, but most of their siblings have died alone so I can't say they made the wrong decision that's for sure.

On my dad's side the women have a history of schizophrenia and there has been numerous issues with that, including several near homicides and a suicide or two. I also have a cousin who killed his landlord.
 
False. Family is bound by blood. Blood is the only thing that stays constant. No matter what changes you make as a person, your father and mother are still your father and mother (for example). Everything else is fluid.

Now, the significance or importance of that blood depends on the person, some people may not give a fuck about their families for valid reasons, but it's still unique and unlike any other relationship.

One of the most important things I've learned in my life is that blood doesn't mean shit. You choose your family and they choose you. You may choose your blood family, you may not. The concept of family has nothing to do with blood.
 
Dad's side: everyone has dependency issues. Mostly alcohol (not the secret) with some heavier shit mixed in with a lot of them (the secret).

Mom's side: entire family is fucking crazy. My mother once had to bite her aunt's ear off to get her to stop biting her during a family gathering.
 
Apparently my family in the 1800s bought a slave to have as a house servant. We found the actual sale receipt a couple years ago. No one in my current family knew about it until we found the document. It weighs extremely heavy on the conscience of all our family members. I hate, hate, hate that we took part in the most deplorable act humanity has ever engaged in. I can't erase it as it is what it is.
 
My great uncle tried to have sex with my mother. I'm glad I was outside when it happened.

My mother used to be an alcoholic.
 
I can't think of anything juicy, just mostly bitter people. Although I think there is some weird shit with my biological father, none of my grandparents will talk about him.
 
My parents used to host orgies art their place every weekend. I never asked if it was before or after I was born. I didn't even ask to be told about the orgies.

I have some other serious ones but I don't feel comfortable sharing.
 
False. Family is bound by blood. Blood is the only thing that stays constant. No matter what changes you make as a person, your father and mother are still your father and mother. Everything else is fluid.

Now, the significance or importance of that blood depends on the person, some people may not give a fuck about their families for valid reasons, but it's still unique and unlike any other relationship.

An uncle of mine raped his stepdaughter. A cousin pushed his mother out of the way in order to get to and beat his early-teenage daughter because she wouldn't turn off a movie she was watching. An aunt called child protective services on my parents saying they abused me simply because my dad had gotten their parents house out of inheritance over her.

Fuck "blood." Fuck the notion that we are required to deal with godawful people simply because we're related. Relatives should be people you can always count on, but that is not universally the case. If you would never give up on a family member who has done nothing but set fire to everything they touch, then nothing should stop you from doing that for everyone. Nothing sets them apart from any other human being that you're close to. Sharing "blood" is should have nothing to do with it.
 
Apparently my family in the 1800s bought a slave to have as a house servant. We found the actual sale receipt a couple years ago. No one in my current family knew about it until we found the document. It weighs extremely heavy on the conscience of all our family members. I hate, hate, hate that we took part in the most deplorable act humanity has ever engaged in. I can't erase it as it is what it is.

And now the sins of your ancestors shall be passed on forever. >:)

But really though, that really sucks
 
I have an aunt in Mexico who is probably about 12 years old now...

My Grandfather is a tough, resilient, native man. He separated from my grand mother.
 
My dad had tons of families and children that he raised around the same time, like literally going house to house until he went to prison, I don't know who they are and frankly I don't care to ever meet them. My uncle was a scumbag, I won't get into specifics but scumbag IS putting it lightly. Some marriages in my family are based solely on obtaining citizenship(which still makes me laugh when I think about it haha).

What if you end up going out with one of them?
 
Apparently my family in the 1800s bought a slave to have as a house servant. We found the actual sale receipt a couple years ago. No one in my current family knew about it until we found the document. It weighs extremely heavy on the conscience of all our family members. I hate, hate, hate that we took part in the most deplorable act humanity has ever engaged in. I can't erase it as it is what it is.

You are not guilty for the sins of your fathers, regardless of what people might say. Know that you are a better person then them, and move on.

As for my family.... one of my grandfathers was a moonshiner on top of being a farmer, and ran whiskey all over the midwest for years. Made a ton of money doing it, and now the family is sitting on his ill-gotten gains still trying to figure out what to do with it all.
 
My grandfather was probably not my real grandfather.
We believe my Grandmother had extra marital relations. Plus My "Grandfather" was probably gay.

I grew up knowing my grandparents didn't live together and my grandfather lived with a man (2 separate beds in the same room) for like 20 years.
But for some reason It never, not even once, crossed my mind that he was gay until my mom was on her death bed and decided to share tonnes of family secrets with me. Like the above.

She apparently found her real "father" and he had a whole host of children, one he called the same name as my mom. And she had the same schooling/professions and interests as my mom. Anyways, that guy is dead now, and my mom has passed and My grandmother (still living) will never admit to anything. And my last living aunt, no one wanted to tell her because she was probably the only legitimate child out of a 4 girls and 2 boys. So my brother and I will probably never ever get to meet the other side of my family.
 
The only thing I can think of is that I have a half-brother whos existence was covered up by my father.
And funnily enough I got the blame for it.
 
My half sister and I have not seen our father in over 12 Years. Well my sister tracked him down with my Google foo. She's a stewardess for Southwest so she asked him to met her at her hotel last year. He lives in a Shack off the gird in SC, and runs a liquor store. Told him about her 3 kids, and the one I had just had, and he basically could not have cared less. Said he never wanted us to start with and yeah. Fuck that guy, at least my sister and I have each other.
 
Let's just say I have fucked up family from my dad's side in Michoacan. They cut contact with most of them.

One of my uncles is a pastor.
 
Great Grandfather killed 4 people in revenge for them killing his brothers and taking their cattle. Great Uncle may have been a pedophile but we only have hunches and the words of my delirious grandfather on his deathbed to go on. Great Aunt stole 50,000 from her husbands family and fled with the money.
 
Great Grandfather killed 4 people in revenge for them killing his brothers and taking their cattle. Great Uncle may have been a pedophile but we only have hunches and the words of my delirious grandfather on his deathbed to go on. Great Aunt stole 50,000 from her husbands family and fled with the money.

Damn that could be a movie.
 
My dad will drink on some nights and come home pretty sloppy. I don't know if I'd call him an alcoholic though. Only really a family secret though cause it's a big deal considering my family's culture.
 
My uncle cheated on his wife with her sister and then married her.

Is your uncle a professional athlete, from the province of Quebec?

My mother was the reason "One Night At McCool's" was written, her name is not Jewel, but she really screwed her ex husband over (guy before my Dad was in the picture). She was excited when she heard her ex-husband wrote a screen play that was going to be a movie, she never watched the movie until last year when I sent it to her. Her response "wow, he must have really hated me, I should have expected that, I ruined his life" She said it like it was no big deal, no remorse in her voice, she is a very difficult person to deal with. Imagine you are grown in your thirties, your Mom is in her sixties, but she acts like she is still sixteen, it enrages me to be in regular contact with her that I have to work to avoid talking to her.

The first time I saw the movie in 2003 (watched it with my Mother-in-law) the quote "It's always been my dream to have a real nice house" stuck out like a sore thumb. My Mom said that quote all the time, I grew up wanting to buy her a "nice house" because that is the only thing she ever craved, wanted or talked about. Complete unhealthy fixation, she got her way, inherited a beautiful house, complained how crappy it was, sold it for a 4th of it's value in 2006 (before the bubble burst) and is now living in section 8 somewhere out west.

The guy that wrote the movie, was the nicest (well 2nd nicest person I ever met after my great-uncle) person in the world, he was loved by everyone that met him, lived a humble life and died far too early. If I had one wish for him, it would have been to never have been fucked over by my Mom, she just has this way of grinding a person down.
 
Damn that could be a movie.

His last name must be either Hatfield or McCoy.

No just southern Mexico after the turn of the century. My Great Grandfather fled north to avoid the blood feud and married the daughter of a wealthy Mexican ranching and land baron family causing the family to disown them.

As for the Great Aunt she married into a wealthy political family in the forties and fled with the money in the fifties. No ones seen her since.
 
My family's the most generic middle-class white family possible. Most of my family background is boring farmers.

I think my distant grandfather once sat on a pig. That's pretty much our biggest shame.
 
I don't know my family's secrets.

I have no idea how my half-brother (father's son) really died, which happened when I was a baby, and no idea why my half-sister (mother's daughter) is estranged. She ran away when I was 10 or so.

My mother has scars running up her right forearm. Some in her side too. No clue.

Oh, but one time I watched my father bash someone in the head with a shovel because they were trying to get his plate number. I know about that.
 
I just recently found this out, but my parents didn't have a lot of money when I was about to be born, so my mom decided to say that my dad had left her (which he didn't) and she got Medicaid to help for my birth and such. The funny part of the story is that when I was born, I had my mother's last name for a week and then I got it changed to my father's last name and because of that, my dads side of the family kinda disowns me and considers me a "bastard child" (they're super religious).

I could go more into detail about it, but I don't want to
 
I just recently found this out, but my parents didn't have a lot of money when I was about to be born, so my mom decided to say that my dad had left her (which he didn't) and she got Medicaid to help for my birth and such. The funny part of the story is that when I was born, I had my mother's last name for a week and then I got it changed to my father's last name and because of that, my dads side of the family kinda disowns me and considers me a "bastard child" (they're super religious).

I could go more into detail about it, but I don't want to

That's sad. They sound like petty, unpleasant people and you're better off not spending time with them.
 
No dirty secrets really, but some unknown facts such as...

Wife's family are blood descendants of prominent Americana family
Many today, including myself are master masons
 
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