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Bad Day? At Least You’re Not This Bride Who Found Out Her Fiancé Is Her Brother 6 Weeks Before Her Wedding

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Rejoice! For this is a day the Lord has made, as henceforth, any time you have that sinking feeling about your boyfriend that he’s not tall enough, or hot enough, or smart enough, or nice enough, or whatever, you can immediately find a new appreciation for him when you realize: hey! At least he’s not my brother!

One Reddit user is not so lucky. Just SIX WEEKS before her wedding, she found out that she and her hubby-to-be shared more than a mutual love for all things nerdy, and that thing in bed. They also shared a daddy!

It’s a funny story, really. The blushing bride had always been estranged from her father. She was raised by her mom and grandparents. The groom-to-be, on the other hand grew up in a very loving family. It wasn’t until she was planning out wedding invitations with her future mother-in-law that she learned her boo’s dad was actually his stepdad. When she asked to see a picture of his real dad, guess who she saw! Her dad! Classic mix-up!

The story only gets worse, when the poor girl pukes her brains out on the spot, accidentally leading her fiance’s family to believe that she is pregnant (double barf, am I right!), and goes home to break the news to her mans. His reaction — and this is really priceless, you guys — is not one of shock. Because he already fucking knew. For a year. He KNEW for a YEAR and didn’t tell her.

Read the full firsthand account of this fucking shitstorm of a relationship below:

Throwaway for obvious reasons.


I don’t know what to do. I’m terrified. Even writing this has sent me into a panic attack and I’ve needed to take two xanaxes to get through it.
But here we go.


I’ve been with my amazing fiance for two years now. We met through a tabletop roleplay group and had an instant connection. There was chemistry between both us and our characters and, as the campaign came to a close, he asked me out.


It was a big deal for both of us. We’re both nerds — as you can tell — and our social circles are pretty small. Both of us have trouble getting out there and socializing. We’re more the type to keep our heads down. It was only my second serious relationship and his first. After a year of dating, we got engaged. We finally moved in with one another a month ago and our wedding is in six weeks. Beyond the normal little domestic naggings, things have been perfect. He’s my soulmate. I don’t know what I’d do without him.


Our families are both really small. My father was never involved in my life and never was his family. I was raised by a single mother and her parents. It was dysfunctional; but not as bad as it could have been. No one got molested or anything. There was just a lot of fighting on top of the absentee dad stuff.


My fiance’s family was the complete opposite. They’re pretty much perfect. His mom and dad are great and the most giving people I know. His sister has become one of my dearest friends. They even sit down with eachother for Sunday dinners. Who does that? I’ve always been in awe of them.


I always thought they were perfect, so it came as a shock to me that – while working on wedding invitations – my future MIL mentioned that my fiance’s dad is actually his stepdad. I asked to see a picture of his real dad and I nearly passed out when my MIL showed my a pic of my dad.


I don’t know how I kept from screaming and stayed conscious. I excused myself from the room and promptly threw up. I’m pretty sure she thinks I’m pregnant now; which is just a whole other can of worms unleashed.


I got home and confronted my fiance about it. I was crying. I was screaming. He just sat there, fidgeting. Eventually, he admitted that he’s known for a year but didn’t want to lose me. Since we always planned to be childfree, he didn’t see the problem with just keeping it from me.


I’m betrayed. I’m disgusted. I’m hurt. I’m ashamed. I’m heartbroken. I don’t know what to do. I’ve invested so much money into this wedding and much of it is non-refundable. On top of that, I don’t know how I’m going to explain this to my family and friends. Worse yet, I love him. I know we can’t be together; but until yesterday, I thought we’d grow old together.
What do I do? What the fuck do I do?

tl;dr: Met and got engaged to fellow nerd. Turns out we accidentally pulled a Lannister. I’m in the midst of a nervous breakdown. My life is ruined and my heart is broken.



EDIT: This is blowing up and, quite frankly, it has me real nervous. But you all have been so kind with your advice. I felt you deserved an update.
For one, my fiance (let’s call him Jaime) stayed at his parents’ last night. They have no clue what’s going on. I think he may have just told him I’m on my period and need some space — which sounds dramatic, but if you’d ever met me while I’m PMSing, you’d understand.
I’m still not sure what to do. I have some many conflicting emotions. Just when I feel like I’m starting to come to some sort of epiphany, it’s like someone drops a boulder on my head. I’m being crushed under this weight and I don’t know if I’ll ever manage to crawl out from under it. I still can’t believe this is real. I keep hoping he’ll call me and tell me it’s a joke.


As a side note — I gotta say. The majority of you seem to be totally cool with the idea of brother-sister incest. I know the internet is kind of a depraved place; but I wasn’t expecting that AT ALL. Unfortunately, I don’t think that same attitude would be mirrored in the offline world. And, even if it was, I’m not sure I can go through life as the girl who fucked and married her brother.
I’m just very conflicted and torn right now. I’m going to lay down for a nap since I’ve been up well over twenty-four hours at this point. When I wake up, I may give my bio!dad a call for the first time in ten years. We need to talk.

EDIT 2: I still have yet to take that nap. I’ve been trying to keep up with the responses and reply to people; but this has officially become way too big. I’m going to take another shot at getting some sleep and, when I get it, I’ll call my bio!dad and figure out what I want to do. I may end up deleting this thread, though. This is really too much. You guys are amazing and so incredibly kind; but I never expected it to get this big. I’m also so tired that I’m bordering on becoming delirious. need rest. now. Zzzz -_-

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Veronica Ruckh

Veronica (@VeronicaRuckh) is the Director of Total Sorority Move for Grandex, Inc. After having spent her undergraduate years drinking $4 double LITs on a patio and drunk texting away potential suitors, she managed to graduate with an impressive GPA and an unimpressive engagement ring -- so unimpressive, in fact, some might say it's not there at all. Veronica has since been fulfilling her duties as "America's big," a title she gave to herself with the help of her giant ego. She has recently switched from vodka to wine on weekdays. Email her at veronica@grandex.co

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