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Not even a part of either family

So, going to try and be as lucid and not...freaked the F@K out as I can be here.


Now, my dad came to my work like 3/4 weeks ago. He is a jewelry vendor, and tried to sell stuff to my boss.
And we had a frank conversation about...things.
And by frank, I mean no one was hurt when it was over.


And for some reason, I can't remember now, he brought up that mom had a supposed EA 2 decades ago, during their marriage, and that she wasn't the perfect whatever.
And he even threw out there, I doubt you're even my son.

I shrugged it off, but after a week or 2, I just wanted to know. That gnawing in my head was so annoying. So I bought one of them paternity test kits.

So I swabbed the inside of my mouth.
And to get him to do it, I asked my sister to get him to swab the inside of his mouth one day when I drove her over to his house.
So, could he have totally F-ed with me and just done whatever? I guess.

Got the results yesterday.
Got home today to find the crap on my bed.
And opened it.
And I threw up after reading the results.

Not my dad's son.

I don't even know what to ask.

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