Well, yes, last night I found out the big dirty family secret. And lets just say it makes me violently sick thinking about it. And ashamed and disgusted. Yes that bad. No wait, worse than you think. I'm still in complete and utter shock. What do you do when you find out the uncle you never really knew (or at least forgotton you had) is a murderer? Yes, I'm related to a fucking killer. He killed his girlfriend, and when I ask if it was an accident and get the answer 'yes...and no' to find out her beat her and which lead to him one day going to far, just makes you numb. I don't even know the man but I feel a bit lost about it all. I've got murderer's blood in me. Oh it makes me sick. I actually also find that the fact he was a woman beater even more upsetting. I wish I could wash it out of me. This is the 2nd time I've been ashamed of someone in my family, 1st being my dad of course. But fuck this was a bomb shell. And that wasn't even half of the bombshell. At least he went' to prison, even though it wasn't for long enough. Bastard.
See, that's what happens when your brought up in Whinmoor!