Reddit Stories - BETRAYED by Family_ A REJECTED Outcast's SURPRISING Return_

Episode Date: June 8, 2025

#redditstories #askreddit #aita #familybetrayal #rejectedoutcast #surprisingreturn #drama #relationshipsSummary: After being betrayed by family and rejected by society, an outcast makes a surprising return, challenging perceptions and stirring emotions. Secrets unravel, forgiveness is sought, and unexpected alliances form in this gripping tale of redemption and resilience.Tags: redditstories, askreddit, reddit, aita, tifu, familybetrayal, rejectedoutcast, surprisingreturn, drama, relationships, redemption, resilience, secrets, forgiveness, alliances, twists, emotions, challenges, perceptions, societyBecome a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/reddit-stories--6237355/support.

Relatives rejected me long ago when my sibling took away my partner, but my relatives unexpectedly welcomed me back only because my grandfather warned to disinherit them if they didn't. They didn't apologize. After being disowned eight years ago, my family has invited me, my wife, 27F, and daughter, 1F, for Christmas. After getting conflicting advice from my friends, one of my buddies told me to post my dilemma here to see what random internet strangers would say. I, 25m, am the youngest of four kids between my mom 52F and dad, 54M. My siblings are, fake names, Michael, 31M, Sarah, 28F, and my twin brother Casey, 25M. For context, growing up I was the black sheep of the family and I knew that from a very young age. See, my family is full of athletes.

My dad was a star basketball player for A.D.2 school, my mom played volleyball. Michael played soccer. Sarah played softball, and Casey was the star running back for the football team. I was never really interested in any of those physical sports, but rather I was interested in archery, which my family called a wimpy sport. My parents were always invested in my siblings and rarely ever attended my events to the point where I basically had to beg for them to come to my tournament. Between the ages of 14 to 16, I had taken part in about 20 tournaments while my parents only showed up to one. I was never neglected by them, but they were never emotionally there for me as they were for my siblings, and as a teenager I resented that. Whenever I tried to bring this up to them, they would always call me an attention seeker. But however, this is not why I was disowned from my

family. When I was 15, I began dating Amy, now 25F, who was in the same grade as me at the time. After about six to seven months of dating, I introduced her to my folks and my siblings and they really liked her. I know I was young, but I could see myself having a future with her. Just two years later, one of Amy's ex-friends told me that she had been cheating on me for a couple of months. At the time I didn't know who the guy was, but after confronting her, she told me that it was my twin brother. She basically told me that while at first she loved me, the love she had for my brother surpasses that. Later that day, when I confronted Casey at home, I was so enraged that I sucker punched him and knocked him out. I admit that I should have not gotten violent,

but years of resentment towards him and the rest of the family just burst open. In exchange for my family not pressing charges on me as I could have been tried as an adult in court, I was sent to live with my paternal aunt, 48F, who at this point was estranged from the family and lived in another city about two hours away. From then on, I have not had any contact with them. At first it was tough, but later on, with support for my aunt and her husband, 48M, I moved on from wanting a relationship with them. I transferred to a different high school and attended a university in my aunt's city and graduated as an electrical engineer. I later met my wife and got married to her. I at the time of my wedding thought about inviting them, but went against it because I did not want any sort of drama at my

wedding. From that point me and my wife bought a house an hour away from my aunt and were blessed with a daughter a year ago. About a week ago, I received a Facebook message from my mother and father wanting to reconnect over Christmas at their house. I told them that I would consider it as I possibly have other plans, but would give them a clear answer soon. Later on, both Michael and Sarah sent me friend requests, which felt weird to me. My wife has told me that if I decided to go, she and my daughter would spend Christmas at my Phil's house as she does not have to deal with unwanted stress as she is two months pregnant and I agree with her. My question to those reading this is that should I go and try to reconcile with my family or should I not. I am very conflicted on what to do.

On one hand, they perhaps feel bad about what they did to me and want to apologize for what they did, but on the other hand, perhaps if I go there, they will try to make me apologize to Casey which I do not want to. Any advice would be helpful. Update, hi there guys, it's been a rough two weeks, but thank you all for your advice and support. This is going to be a really long post I wanted to post earlier but some things got in the way. Two days after Christmas, my wife began to experience unbearable pain in her abdomen area and she hardly could stand on her two feet. Me and her sister, 30F, rushed her to hospital where we found out that my wife had suffered a miscarriage and that the fetus had to be removed right away. Honestly, the worst part for me was explaining to my wife

what had happened. Due to complications surrounding the operation, my wife was forced to stay for two more days. Honestly, I have been trying to stay strong for my wife and my daughter, but honestly, I am struggling right now. On to the update, most of you that commented on the same day I posted told me to not spend Christmas with them because of the significance of that holiday. I agree and decided I would spend the rest of the holidays with my wife. They never made time for me, so why should I make time for them? When I texted them this, I assumed they would try to argue with me but rather they said they respected my opinion and could not wait to see me after the holidays. I began to do some digging into my family to try to figure out why they have

reached out. Michael is a corporate lawyer who works for a major company in my hometown. By looking through his Facebook page, he has two daughters and was married to his wife in 2016. Sarah appears to be married to a doctor, she herself eight years ago was studying to be a nurse, and they have a son together. I have a friend who lives in my hometown and his parents who are friends with my parents. When I asked her about Sarah, she told me that Sarah had divorced her first husband, the one she was dating eight years ago, after he had committed male fraud. Casey got married to Amy Wright after high school and together they have two kids together. I could not exactly figure out what he or his wife does for a living through Facebook, but judging that they bought a big house last year in the

midst of a pandemic tells me they are not really struggling. My dad seems to be going through a midlife crisis and my mother is really into the wellness community. I then began to list the reasons of why they wanted to possibly reach out to me now. One, money unlikely because eight years ago, my parents combined salary was higher than my wife and my salary. And given that my siblings are not struggling financially makes me think money is not the reason. Two, organ donation could be the case but seems unlikely but a redditor said that it could be that Casey given he is my twin would be my most likely match and I think it's unlikely because he was tagged in a Facebook post skiing just a week before Christmas.

2. Regarding my daughter they could possibly be reaching out to me to have a relation to my daughter but I honestly am not sure. My daughter is not the first granddaughter for my parents so I do not know why they want to meet her. They most likely found out my daughter existed because my wife's Facebook account was public. She has since private her account. I then contacted my aunt, the estranged one who took me in, informing her about the situation and she explained to me why they were reaching out to me after all this time. To understand this situation, you need to understand why my aunt was estranged.

My paternal grandpa 79M and Grandma 76F had four children. My dad was the second oldest and my aunt was the third. My aunt after college came out to her parents as bisexual and began dating her girlfriend. My grandparents immediately disowned her and refused to have any contact with her. However, about four years ago, my grandpa began to reach out about a month ago. My grandpa had been asking about me and what I was doing in life and whether I was married or had kids. My aunt responded by calling my grandpa out for wanting to know about me after he supported Casey for what he did.

That is when the whole situation changes. My grandpa told my aunt that because I had cheated on Amy with one of her close friends, I deserve to be estranged. My grandpa is a religious nut, so he looks down on cheating. He had been told by my family that after the friend who I allegedly cheated with confessed to Amy, she went to Casey and Sarah for support and comfort. And when I found out about this, I confronted and brutally attacked Casey and Sarah. While Sarah was the one who tried to break me and Casey apart, I did not lay a finger on her and I did not brutally attack Casey.

When my aunt was telling me this, my jaw dropped. I could not believe that they hated me so much that they were willing to make up a terrible lie about me and spread it around. My aunt later told Grandpa the full truth on what truly happened and my aunt told me he was shocked because he always thought Casey was a good kid. My grandpa then asked my aunt for my number which she declined to give. I figured out why my parents and siblings wanted to get into touch with me. It turns out my grandpa had told my parents and my siblings that if they did not apologize for what they did to me and have me over for the family Christmas dinner, they would be cut off from his will. For context, he is a multi-millionaire. So that is why they reached out to me, not to apologize about how they all wronged me in the past,

but rather because if they did not, they would not get anything from Grandpa. What a bunch of greedy people. After hearing about this for my aunt, I decided to block all of them. Why should I respond to them? At this point all of them are dead to me. I have a wife to support after what she went through and a family that was. respects me and my in-laws. However, this does not end here as three days after New Year's Eve, I received a call from an unknown number on my work phone. I am used to getting calls from

unknown numbers because of my career, and when I picked up I heard my grandfather's voice. He most likely got my number from my company website. The first thing he did was apologize for not trying to get into contact with me for the past eight years. He told me he was sorry that he could not be there for important events such as my graduation, my wedding, and the birth of my daughter. I was not really close to him before, so him cutting me off did not bother me. Later in the call, he told me he was so disgusted with the rest of my family that he is cutting them off his will and adding me to it. I honestly do not know how to feel about that as the money would be helpful, but at the same time I do not want him to use this as a way to force a relationship between me and my

daughter. We talked for about half an hour. The way the call went made me think that perhaps I could build a good relationship with my grandpa, but then he told me something that got me really pissed. He told me that he was disappointed in that my daughter had not taken the family name. For context, after I got married to my wife, the issue of what last name to use as a couple came up. For some legal reasons, I was unable to change my last name to my wife's last name, but we decided as a couple that all of our future children would ever last name. I at this point unloaded on my grandpa calling him a senile old man and many other hurtful things and told him to never contact me ever again. The audacity of this man to say that after what I went through is something.

I will not let him use the money I receive and the will to control me. Even if I receive the money, I will donate it to a local charity but he is a man of false promises so this is unlikely. These past few weeks have been really tough for me and I hope to make it to the other side. My wife has private her Facebook account and her in-laws have done the same. What they do to try to contact me is beyond me. Hell, they would probably hire a private detective to try to find me. I believe they do not know where I live, but you never know. I have thought of a get-a-restrain order, but given that there are lawyers within the family means getting a role will be hard.

I did not really get any time to answer any questions given in my last post. I will do my best to answer any questions for the next day or two, but after this I am done using Reddit for a while. Thank you all for your advice and I wish you all the best in this new year. Next story, ex-girlfriend left me and our daughter 10 years ago for another man, but now she's back wanting to be a family again after getting COVID and realizing she has nobody left in her life. My story begins 16 years ago when I met Lucy. She was an amazing girl, intelligent, beautiful, fancy, funny, just the greatest girl I ever met. I felt so lucky when we start dating. And after a year into the relationship, we had a baby.

I was living the dream, living with my girlfriend, raising our little daughter, being a happy family. I loved Lucy so much, and after some years, we were finally getting married. Our daughter was the most excited one about the wedding, she was going to be the flowers everything seemed to be perfect. Until, one day, when I was heading back home, a guy wanted to talk with me. At first I believed he may want to sell me something, until he mentioned Lucy. Politely, he asked me to talk in a private place. He then asked me to please, stop everything about the wedding and step back, because he and Lucy wanted to be together. I didn't believe him, until he started to tell me a lot of details about her that would be impossible to know.

I returned home as fast as I could, I didn't want this to be truth, and told her about it, hopping all was a mistake. But, no, it wasn't. The next hour she told me everything. She has been cheating on me from the last two years. She told me about how all the time she said she loved me, that she wanted us to be together and she loved our family, were all lies. how her new man was younger, stronger, handsome and better lover. She said that she didn't want it to be tied to me, how she lost her freedom for being a mother and she didn't want it to be a wife, that she wanted her freedom back.

The final stab was when she said she was happy that I finally knew, and now she was able to leave. I cried, begged, humiliate myself and got on my knees, asking for another chance to try fix our relationship, but she didn't want it. She wanted the thrill and excitement that this new guy make her feel. By the next day, she left us. I felt broken, humiliate, emasculated. But my daughter needed me. She was heartbroken, her mother left, and she believed it was her fault.

She heard when Lucy said she didn't want it to be a mother anymore, she needed me, and I needed to be strong for her. Fortunately we had help, my family and Lucy's family supported us in any way possible. Her parents were so ashamed for their daughter's actions that they couldn't look me to the face without apologize for everything she did. I will be in debt with everyone forever for all their help. Fast forward, 10 years later. After lots of time in therapy, my daughter and I are living happy. She is the light of my life. A beautiful 15 years old lady who I love. Our wounds are healed and we have a very good life.

But then, she came back. When me and my daughter were getting back home, we found Lucy in front of our apartment, waiting for us, wanting to talk. I recognize her immediately, and I would like to say that I did something cool, like ignoring her, asking her to leave, or at least be hostile with her. But no. I'm an idiot. My heart skip a beat in the moment I saw her. She still was beautiful as before, but somehow, she looked even better, maybe the age make her look mature and elegant, maybe the dress, or the makeup, I don't know. But I let her in, while our daughter gave us some space and went to her room. She told me everything she did since she left. Basically, she lived with that guy for some years. She said how much she enjoyed it, all the fun she got and how she believed those were the best years of her life, until she noticed that the excitement. of that new relationship was fading slowly. In some point, she started to cheat on that guy too. According to her, she wanted to feel alive and excited. Eventually, that relationship ended, and she started dating other guys. Every relationship became shorter than the previous one,

until she only had casual hookups. She also said that sometimes, she thought about us, our family, bitch she said she was too proud to admit she made a mistake until last year. She got COVID and it hit her really hard, yo the point that she believed she would die, and realized how alone she was, how stupid she was, and the mistake she made so long ago. After all of that, she said she regretted everything she did and said, and now she was ready to marry me, and be the family we always meant to be. When she was done, I asked her to leave, to give me some time to think. She accepted, saying she would be back the next day.

For years I dreamed about her coming back, and now it was happening. But it just felt wrong. Since then, she visited almost daily, wanting to talk about the best years of our relationship, and how we could be a happy family again. I asked for help. To my family, to my friends. Most of them said I would be making the worst mistake of my life if I take her back. Others said that I could give her a chance.

It took me a lot to heal, and some more time to start making new relationships, and I would be risking everything. One night, my daughter and I had a deep conversation about all this. I always tried to involve her in every part of our life, and this issue concerned her too, because is her mother. She surprised me being so wise and mature, because she told me can you really love someone that hurted us so much? and that was everything I needed. I would never forgive myself if I let her hurt my daughter again. And I said that to Lucy. If she want to be around, or have a relationship with our daughter, I'm okay with it, only if my daughter want it.

But I told her we are not getting back. Lucy only said that she would make me fall in love with her again, and that she would not give up. Update, I didn't expect so many answer, so, thanks to everyone for your answers. and advices. Thanks to the ones who made me open my eyes and helped me to realize I still having issues with my ex and I'm not over with her, and overall, to the ones who pointed the risk of hurting my daughter that is letting her back in our lives. I can recognize my weakness, but I'm not letting her to hurt my baby again. So don't worry, I'm not getting back with her. Since the post, she had been insisting on meeting, she wanted to talk. I decided to have

one last talk with her and setting my boundaries. We met in a public place. The talk was long and hard, I wanted her to be honest, and I told her the moment I caught a lie I was leaving. I asked if she was really sorry, or are we her last option? Did she really love us, or are we just a consolation prize? Did she came back for love, or because she was unable to find another man anymore. She was unable to answer any of that. She only said things like it's not like that you need to understand me I'm not like this anymore. She kept insisting on giving her another chance, that we can love each other again, that we could be together, she never even mentioned our daughter in any moment, only after I pointed it, she started to mention her. When I tried to settle

that we were over, she grabbed my hand and, as some of you told me she would do, she tried to seduce me, pulling down her blouse, showing me her cleavage, and saying we can find a room, so I can do whatever I wanted with her, that she wouldn't say no to anything, to compensate me. I didn't recognize that woman. She wasn't the amazing girl I met, she wasn't the mother of my daughter, I didn't know who that woman was, but she wasn't my Lucy. I said her to let me go, that we were over. Neither I or my daughter wanted anything with her, so please, leave us alone, we were living a good life without her. She then went mad, saying I couldn't left her, that it wasn't my choice, that she doesn't have

anything else. That I can't take away her daughter. I still don't know why, but that last sentence triggered me. The next are not my exact words, but are close of what I said on that moment, your daughter. Your daughter. You are not her mother. You only gave birth to her, but you are not her mother. Tell me, where you were when she was sick?

Where you were when she had fever? When she was scared on the night. When her first teeth fell. When she cried on the nights because she missed her mom. Where you were on her first day of school. When she had her first period. When she had her first boyfriend. When her heart broke for the second time.

Because the first one who broke her heart was her mother. Which dick were you writing when she needed a mom? You have no right to claim you are her mother, because you never acted like that. She tried to reply, but I saw how she was unable to find the words. I left her. Back at home, she sent me some texts, asking for another meeting, for another chance, that she loves me and she can change, but I'm done. You all were right, she doesn't love me or our daughter at all.

She only loves herself, having her on my life would be bad, toxic, I don't need that. I don't need her. My daughter and I are going back to therapy soon. Some of you were right, I need to work on myself, be stronger, and get over those feelings for her, because they're not real, just a memory of what I thought she was.