Holding true to my promise to my hobag mother, I have completed the first step in making this public knowledge. Today, I told my "father" the news.

Similar to his family, he is in denial; none of them truly understand how DNA works, so they just don't understand how someone can spit in a tube, get this information, and be so confident in it. They seem to think it's possible for someone to be 25% Swedish with a child that is zero, and that the error rate for such technology is high and the results can't be trusted. Granted, they all also believe Mango Mussolini was and still is a great president, so I suppose this shouldn't be surprising.

I am glad I waited as long as I did to tell him, though. When he asked if I had verified the results, I was able to tell him that I used two different companies and they both agree with the relatives I share, which do not include members of his family. I even showed him the family trees I've built out and who it says I'm related to. I think as we finished he maybe started to understand a little that this is real.

I showed him all my Amato cousins: well, that could be coming through AD's side. No dad. AD married your sister. I don't share DNA with him. That isn't how this works.

I showed him Jacob Poth and Anna Laake, most likely my great great grandparents on the paternal side: "I don't recognize those names." No dad, you don't. It's because they aren't in your family tree, but they are in mine.

I truly don't think he had a clue, so that means he's been lied to all these years, too.

After discussing this with him, I went ahead and texted my brother, and told him the news - our mother is a ho and she's lying about it. I have an extra test I bought and he has agreed to take it. I expected celebration that we were half-sibs, since we aren't close, but he was pretty nonplussed by it. So now we wait another few weeks and see who his father is. I plan to tie his sample to my account, just in case.

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