Every family has secrets, but some are more revealing than others.
Sometimes, there is a vibe or a pattern of behavior that you can't quite put your finger on, and when the truth is out you can finally piece together what's been going on for years.
That my sister (she was 16 when I was born, and kicked out) is my mother. Her mother (my grandma raised me as her daughter). It doesn’t end there. I was a product of abuse from a family friend. To this day I don’t know who my real dad is. My grandma was in her forties when she “had” me. And my sister was sent to a boarding school when she was pregnant with me. My sister has no idea that I know.
Something felt strange about my grandfathers funeral, just they way they were emphasizing his place in heaven. Later found out that he shot himself in the heart with a 357. Same side of the family also had seemingly random people show up at family gatherings throughout my life that ended up being illegitimate children of my grandma. I just started gaining uncles and cousins...confused the sh*t out of me as a child.