I found out my father kidnapped a full grown woman from a university before he moved to this country.

He's kept it a secret for my entire life and I don't know what to do now that I know.

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Growing up, my friends would always say that my brother and me had the coolest parents.

They were the laid-back but still involved mom and dad parents.

I was especially close to my dad and thought he was the best dad ever.

He made a Hot Wheels dollhouse by hand for my birthday, just to give you an example.

When I wanted to be Supergirl, my mom hand sewed me a costume for Halloween.

My parents are a physically affectionate

couple too. And my brother and I thought it was gross when we were kids, but now I realized that

being in your 40s and still in love is a miracle. My parents are immigrants. And because of that,

we were never really close to their families who lived in their home country. But recently,

my brother and I got in touch with some cousins on my mom's side on our own and got to know them.

They were awesome and really chill. My aunts and uncles and grandparents were a little stiff,

but they were nice. They only wanted to hear about us and our mom and what we were up to,

but not my dad. So I got kind of frustrated and kept mentioning my dad.

Finally, my cousin said if we didn't stop talking about our dad, their parents wouldn't let them

talk to us anymore. None of our cousins knew what was going on either, or why they hated our

dad so much. So they all started asking around and digging into family stuff. I thought it was

going to be something stupid,

like class differences or my grandparents not approving of my dad for some reason. But we found out

the truth and it was a lot worse than we imagined. My cousins found a single short newspaper article

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