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a coworker and I are hitting the TRX here at work with a different workout 5 time a day and a different workout each day, just do a set until exhaustion
she still goes to the gym afterwork too
i need to start something lol, this is better than nothing
one of the dudes at work can flagpole
Trx is a serious workout
So I just came back from visiting my mom over spring break. She fell and broke her hip and needed surgery. She's a heroin addict, so she had to do physical therapy at a place that would accept an addict, which was a very short list.
Anyways I've never known who my biological father was, and she always mentioned she didn't know either and that was that. I was raised by an adopted father, so I never pursued finding out. While I was visiting her, she dropped a bomb on me.
She told me whom my dad was, and that he died about 5 months ago. my biological father was her best friends husband at the time. He had an affair with my mom, she got preggo with me, and didn't want anybody to know. This is where everything gets bizarro crazy crazy.
Soooooo here goes. My mom couldn't take care of me when I was younger because of her drug use. Instead of getting put in foster care, her sister and husband took me in. So my aunt and uncle raise me for a few years until they got a nasty divorce. My aunt just left me to run off with another man, so my uncle raised me, then later legally adopted me. So my uncle by marriage, became my dad. It get stranger
My adopted dad was friends with my moms friend. He ends up meeting that lady's sister and they hit it off. They end up getting married. So all my life, this lady that used to be my moms friend is now kinda my aunt. But in actuality, she's the ex wife of my biological dad!
Over the years I've heard tons and tons of stories about my bio dad. He was putting up Antonio cromartie type children numbers through affairs. Apparently I have 20 or 30 half Brothers and sisters. The lady that my bio cheated on used to baby sit me allll the time growing up. She has 2 daughters that were like sisters to me, and I'm now finding out THEY WERE MY SISTERS! My mom said the lady pretty much knew I was that guys baby. Which is crazy because she was babysitting a reminder of her cheating husband. Like, what if she decided to up an murder me man?! Like, opps babysitter neglect, DIE BASTARD!
Not sure where to go from here. Do I tell that lady I know. Do I tell my half sisters we're related? Do I start looking for my half siblings out there? What would I even say? "Hi I'm your brother. Welp, talk to ya later."
Mi vida loca
Wow that's crazy bro. Something out a book or a movie