Readerkid
December 2nd, 2013, 12:31 PM
Hello this has been bothering me for a while. I came on here because I really need advice, and also to vent a little. I understand this is pretty long, so appreciate your time. I tried to be as detailed as possible.
First some background. I'm Haley. I live with my twin brother, Ian, and my parents. My brother and I are both 15.
Recently I decided to put some time into researching my family history; I was curious where I came from. For some reason, my parents tried relentlessly to get me to do something else with my time and wouldn't volunteer much information about my ancestors; this made me more curious.
For those of you who don't know, there is literally billions of public, online records of various sorts that can be very helpful in researching your family tree. Birth and Death records, newspaper articles, immigration records, stuff like that. So it was easy to trace back and find my grandparents full names and stuff (they're all dead).
So then I get to my great grandparents, and I noticed something really odd: My paternal grandmother's parents had the same name as my fraternal grandmothers parents! I thought that was an odd coincidence, and so I looked further into it. They also were born on the same day, died on the same day, got married on the SAME day, and lived in the SAME city...they were the same people!
So if my parents had the same grandparents, then they are FIRST COUSINS. When I realized this, I almost threw up I was so disgusted. I double checked and triple checked tons of other websites, and it pretty much convinced me this is the case...if fact, I even found one place the specifically listed both my parents as "grandchildren" of one of the people. It's a fact.
I haven't told anybody about what I found out. I discovered this all about two weeks ago, and I've been feeling really weird and kinda mentally freaking out since. I feel disgusted at myself whenever I look in the mirror, and also whenever I look at my twin brother I also feel repulsed because I think of where he came from. I HATE IT! Thanksgiving was really hard because, you know, myself, an inbred was eating with my inbred brother and my parent-cousin once removed combos. All the while, I'm supposed to be thinking about what I'm thankful for. Don't get me wrong; I know I'm very lucky to live in America and stuff but it's kinda hard to be thankful with this all going through my head. It was the worst Thanksgiving ever!
This is especially hard because my parents are good people I'm very close to them, they raised my brother and I well. And it's not like I can wish that they were never together, because then we wouldn't exist, right? I am really mad at them though, I mean how can you have kids with your own cousin? Did they just think we wouldn't mind being inbred...or did they think they could hide it from us for our entire lives?
I really have nowhere else to turn, and am not sure what to do, so that's why I'm posting on here. So here's where the questions start. If I were to tell somebody about what I found out, it'd probably be my twin brother. We're very close, like best friends. He has some severe food allergies and some medical problems, things that could be caused by the inbreeding, I think, and so I kinda feel like he has the right to know what's really going on. Also, this is really hard to deal with by myself. But at the same time I'm not sure if it's right of me to tell him, because Ian will probably, you know, become disgusted with himself if I dump this weight on his shoulders, too. Do you think I should tell him?
Secondly, I'm really not sure what to do about my parents. I mean, I don't really see any real good that could be done by confronting them about this. But I am really really mad at them. Not just the fact that they are cousins, but also that they'd try to keep it from us. As I've said, all the facts point to this, and I really can't imagine what that conversation would be like. But do you think that i should, maybe if I tell Ian about it first?
Most importantly, how can I and Ian if I tell him, get over this? As I've said, as soon as I found this out I've felt weird, like I wish I could step out of my body, and I don't feel like that's going to go away anytime soon. I can't seem to think about anything else! Have you ever been in a situation similar to this? How did you get over it?
Finally, I have a question about genetics: Is they're a higher chance that my or Ian's children down the road will be defective, too? Just wondering.
Thank you so much for your help.
First some background. I'm Haley. I live with my twin brother, Ian, and my parents. My brother and I are both 15.
Recently I decided to put some time into researching my family history; I was curious where I came from. For some reason, my parents tried relentlessly to get me to do something else with my time and wouldn't volunteer much information about my ancestors; this made me more curious.
For those of you who don't know, there is literally billions of public, online records of various sorts that can be very helpful in researching your family tree. Birth and Death records, newspaper articles, immigration records, stuff like that. So it was easy to trace back and find my grandparents full names and stuff (they're all dead).
So then I get to my great grandparents, and I noticed something really odd: My paternal grandmother's parents had the same name as my fraternal grandmothers parents! I thought that was an odd coincidence, and so I looked further into it. They also were born on the same day, died on the same day, got married on the SAME day, and lived in the SAME city...they were the same people!
So if my parents had the same grandparents, then they are FIRST COUSINS. When I realized this, I almost threw up I was so disgusted. I double checked and triple checked tons of other websites, and it pretty much convinced me this is the case...if fact, I even found one place the specifically listed both my parents as "grandchildren" of one of the people. It's a fact.
I haven't told anybody about what I found out. I discovered this all about two weeks ago, and I've been feeling really weird and kinda mentally freaking out since. I feel disgusted at myself whenever I look in the mirror, and also whenever I look at my twin brother I also feel repulsed because I think of where he came from. I HATE IT! Thanksgiving was really hard because, you know, myself, an inbred was eating with my inbred brother and my parent-cousin once removed combos. All the while, I'm supposed to be thinking about what I'm thankful for. Don't get me wrong; I know I'm very lucky to live in America and stuff but it's kinda hard to be thankful with this all going through my head. It was the worst Thanksgiving ever!
This is especially hard because my parents are good people I'm very close to them, they raised my brother and I well. And it's not like I can wish that they were never together, because then we wouldn't exist, right? I am really mad at them though, I mean how can you have kids with your own cousin? Did they just think we wouldn't mind being inbred...or did they think they could hide it from us for our entire lives?
I really have nowhere else to turn, and am not sure what to do, so that's why I'm posting on here. So here's where the questions start. If I were to tell somebody about what I found out, it'd probably be my twin brother. We're very close, like best friends. He has some severe food allergies and some medical problems, things that could be caused by the inbreeding, I think, and so I kinda feel like he has the right to know what's really going on. Also, this is really hard to deal with by myself. But at the same time I'm not sure if it's right of me to tell him, because Ian will probably, you know, become disgusted with himself if I dump this weight on his shoulders, too. Do you think I should tell him?
Secondly, I'm really not sure what to do about my parents. I mean, I don't really see any real good that could be done by confronting them about this. But I am really really mad at them. Not just the fact that they are cousins, but also that they'd try to keep it from us. As I've said, all the facts point to this, and I really can't imagine what that conversation would be like. But do you think that i should, maybe if I tell Ian about it first?
Most importantly, how can I and Ian if I tell him, get over this? As I've said, as soon as I found this out I've felt weird, like I wish I could step out of my body, and I don't feel like that's going to go away anytime soon. I can't seem to think about anything else! Have you ever been in a situation similar to this? How did you get over it?
Finally, I have a question about genetics: Is they're a higher chance that my or Ian's children down the road will be defective, too? Just wondering.
Thank you so much for your help.