11 Dark Family Secrets People Only Discovered Years Later

We all grow up with family stories. Most seem harmless, but sometimes, those tales cover up secrets no one is meant to uncover. For some, it takes decades, an old letter, or a chance discovery to realize the truth. And when it comes out, everything they thought they knew about their past shatters in an instant.

• After both of my grandparents on my dad’s side had passed away, my dad discovered he had a sister. While cleaning out my grandparents’ apartment, he found her birth certificate. After some research, he learned that he had a sister who is severely mentally disabled.
  It seems my grandparents weren’t prepared to raise a child with her needs. Unfortunately, they’re no longer around to question. My dad was 46 when he found out about his sister. © and_of_four / Reddit

• When my parents divorced, my dad claimed he had fallen out of love. Simple as that.
  Ten years later, my mom admitted the real reason: he had fathered another child with a coworker. That child would now be the same age as my younger brother. None of us have ever met them.

• My mother got her and my dad into 6 figures of credit card debt. We found out when my dad tried to cosign my college loan. He got a call, at work, from a credit bureau asking why he ever thought he could cosign a huge loan with tens of thousands of dollars in unpaid bills.
  I will never let anyone handle my finances but me. © Unknown author / Reddit

• When I was a kid, I used to think I was visiting my grandpa at work. Later on, I learned that his “work clothes” were actually a prison uniform. A twist to the story is that my grandmother cheated on him with the sheriff who arrested him and still lives with that guy to this day. © Plumerian / Reddit

• When I was around five years old, I had a birthday party. A “friend” of my father came and asked me what I wanted for a gift. I told him I wanted a racetrack with cars. He snapped his fingers, and another man who was with him left and came back 30 minutes later with a set worth about $1,000.
  My parents forced me to give it back. I found out later that the man was a recruiter for the mafia, and they were trying to get my father to join or do some things. © mrnix / Reddit

• When I was 18, I found out my parents’ marriage wasn’t real. They had been legally divorced since I was six. My mom found out my dad had an affair with his ex-girlfriend, but instead of leaving completely, she kept up the image of a happy family until I turned 18. They’d been lying for over a decade.

• We found out that my parents had a baby together when they were 15, but their parents forced them to give him up and break up. When my mom turned 18, they got married and had me, then my sister four years later.
  I was 24 when we discovered we had an older full brother. Ten years have passed since finding out, and we still have never met him. © ifindthishumerus / Reddit

• When I was about 11, I overheard my mom crying on the phone, saying, “I can’t go through this again.” When I asked her about it later, she told me I must have dreamed it. Twenty years later, when she passed, I was cleaning out her old filing cabinet and found some records. I froze when I read that she had given birth to twins — but only one survived. I had a brother I never knew about. All those years of unexplained sadness suddenly made sense.

• I found out that my birth mother actually wanted a relationship with me but gave custody to my dad when I was two because her rude husband didn’t want me around. I had always been told she never wanted me, and still, to this day, I barely know her from a stranger on the street. © Unknown author / Reddit

• When I was 8, a strange man came to our house and argued with my dad on the porch. My dad told me he was just a salesman. Years later, while going through old papers, I found court documents. That man was actually my mom’s ex-husband, and what’s worse, he was my biological father. My dad had raised me as his own, and I never knew the truth until I was nearly 30.

• When I was 18, I attended my grandmother’s 80th birthday party and family reunion with about 80 relatives. I heard someone ask if Aunt Alice was there, and I had never heard of her, so I asked my dad. She was my grandmother’s sister who, for some reason (known only to my grandmother and her siblings), severed all contact with the rest of the family and is rarely, if ever, spoken of. Because of this, my dad has five cousins he has never met. © KnightFox / Reddit

The hardest part about such stories is that they’re usually hidden with love — or with shame. But the truth always finds a way out. It proves that the past never really stays buried.