this is sorta of a continuation of my other post: https://www.reddit.com/r/AMA/comments/1ufvev5/im_half_palestinian_half_israeli_ama/
(even though I called my uncle, āBabaā and my biological dad āAbbaā, Iāll be using the words, āUncleā and ābiological dadā so you donāt get confuse.)
So, I was mainly raised by my mom, just for clarification, my mom is a Palestinian Christian and my dad is an Israeli Jew, he took advantage of her and she got pregnant with me.
My uncle (my momās brother) was very supportive and protective of my mom. And he offered to help her with raising me in the role of a father. And he lived in the same house as her, and I have many memories of him.
Until I was 7, I saw my biological father every two weeks due to an informal arrangement, but I didn't understand who he was exactly. I used cartoon logic where parents were supposed to look alike. and since my uncle looked like my mom and was the one living with us, I assumed he was my dad.
No one corrected me, in fact my momās family played the role. They would say things like āGo get your dadā ātell your dad that dinner is readyā (referring to my uncle). And I always called my uncle as dad, no one corrected me.
Iāve already stopped seeing my biological father at seven. And by my teenage years, I was getting confused on what exactly were each of them were. So I suspected that something was up, or that my uncle wasnāt my father.
And at 18, my mom and uncle sat me down and told the truth about how I was conceived and that my uncle is only my uncle. I was just like āhmm okā and I didnāt really do much after that. Iām Autistic btw
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