30 Wild And Heartbreaking Stories From Fathers Who Discovered Their Child Wasn't Actually Theirs

Back in the 80s a good friend got a girl pregnant around the same time my own gf stopped taking the pill without telling me. So now we're two young musicians stuck with dad jobs we weren't looking for. No other friends have babies so we start hanging out together more, taking the kids and gfs to the park and playgrounds etc.

I didn't really know his new gf before but I started to see what a [bad] mom she was. He appeared to be doing all the caring and parenting while she just picked fights with him and ignored her own daughter.

I didn't see them for several weeks and somebody told me he was in county jail, accused by his gf of having [taking advantage] his own 18-month-old daughter. It made zero sense to me. I didn't go visit him because I had warrants so I didn't see him for about 5 months. Finally I ran into him at a show. He'd lost all his front teeth from beatings in county but he seemed positive and happy because he was declared not guilty at his trial. Apparently the gf overstated her false accusation. A medical examiner checked the child and ruled that was impossible so the case fell apart.

He was in the process of trying to get visiting rights to see his kid when the mom suddenly stated it wasn't actually his child. He insisted on a DNA test and learned that she wasn't lying this time. He never saw that little girl again. No legal consequences for the mom and he ODed years later, his not-daughter's name still tattooed on his arm.

Not me, but my uncle. My uncle had 3 girls with his ex-wife. Two of which he found out weren't his... when they turned around 15-14. He still loves them though. Spoils them, would do anything for them. They don't know however, he'll joke about it, but they're always totally oblivious.

I found out after he started to have none of my features at all. Got a DNA test and sure enough, he wasn't mine. I quickly noped out of that marriage, won my house in court, sold it and moved to a different country. Haven't looked back since and moving to England was one of the best decisions of my life.

My neighbor is an amazing single dad to two children that he confessed that he's not sure if they are is or not. He says it doesn't matter anymore; they are his children and he loves them, blood or not.

His ex fiancee pretty much had her way with the whole neighborhood. She had a kid with my neighbor, then had another kid with a guy down the street (and my neighbor forgave her,) and then had another kid with my neighbor.

One day, she leaves for another neighbor's brother, leaving all three kids to be raised by their fathers. She now plays house with her husband's 6 kids (that were abandoned on him by their Mom.)

She tried to get custody over a year ago and was denied, but given two weekends a month.

Not my story, but in a way it turned out for the best. I knew a guy who was sort of "Stuck" with a girl he knocked up and she made him miserable and turned their daughter into a whiney spoiled brat that hated him. One day the woman gets drunk and laughs at him telling him how his daughter isn't really his. He walked out on them leaving mother and daughter high and dry with no support. Daughter was too spoiled to get a job and is one of the trashiest people you'll ever encounter, mom's a drunk.

So, im on the other side of the fence
Basicly im dating this girl for about 3 years. Rocky relationship and all that jazz

I break up with her and move back to my hometown for a perioe. While back she asks if she can come visit etc. First mistake.

Anyway, 2 months after the visit she is pregnant. Not the best news in the world, but im from a family of certain values on these matters so i own up. After spending a week with her and discussing what to do, i go back home and start prepare stuff. 3 days later she calls and claims a miscarriage and we sort of end it / dies out (no pun intended) the next few weeks.

Fast forward 7 months and ive moved back to the same city (capital of norway, oslo) and continue my career. Suddenly i see a fb post about this girl getting a child. 9 months and 2 days after her visit. 😒

It turns out, she had been dating another dude for the whole 3 years we had been dating. They even lived together for 2 of the years. She kinda just decided that she "felt better" with him as the dad.

So, basicaly she convinced him he was the dad. So he announced to the whole world and was just about to go on fatherly leave when i found out. I quietly ask her for a paternity test and to no surprise, its stated with 99,99% that i'm the father.

He is not happy (obv) and has to tell the world that nope, just kidding, i'm not a dad.

Anyways, 4 years later its all good and we have 50% shared custody, but dayum it was a few funky months in the start.

Edit:
After some questions and stuff:
Yes i did spend time at her apartment. She had me over every time the other guy was away and such. She also faked-moved into my apartment for 6 months.

I do not feel the need to go into details as its pretty much a closed chapter, but will answer general questions about the situation.

This wasn't me, but I was there when the truth came out at his not-really-granddaughter's wedding.

He got a vasectomy after they had three kids and shortly after his wife became pregnant. He knew it wasn't his but he made a decision to raise the son as his own. He ended up passing away. No one found out until the bride found out she has a rare hereditary disease that, after asking many many questions, came from her biological grandfather. Someone got really drunk at the rehearsal dinner & decided it was a good idea to tell her father (the illegitimate son) the truth. It wasn't.

TLDR; he raised it as his own with the intention of everyone believing it was his own.

I was dating this girl for over one year, relationship was [bad] and basically knew it was going to end...(she was a very jealous person). I had a family member visit us from another country, she was bringing a friend. I had no idea who this second person was but already my ex was being a jealous monster. I told her if she is going to cause a scene at my mothers house the relationship is over on the spot. Of course she causes a scene and I end the relationship. Her my Grandmothers friend was my age...beautiful lady. We hit it off and I made plans to move back to Germany.

Fast forward I come back home after my month long vacation with my family and this girl. I am slowly working on getting my things in order to move away. She tells me she is pregnant :(. We basically decided to work things out for the sake of the child. I end my brief relationship with the German girl.

Fast forward we have the baby....our relationship gets worse and I end it right before the child's first birthday. She takes me for child support and basically suffer through paying for 4 years. I meet my now wife and mother to my kids...I tell her the story and basically say I always had this hunch the child was not mine. I did one of those at home paternity tests and the results were a resounding no! I was devastated I loved the kid and was working towards fighting for full custody. When I confronted her she basically admitted to it all. She immediately stopped the child support although under current state law she doesn't need to. This all happened 6 years ago.

In the end I should have gotten the paternity test done and she should have told me there was another guy. The one who loses out the most is the kid....I am sure he remembers me to a point and the real father is not in his life.

Thought my dad was my dad until I was 14, then he (while drunk) told me he wasn't. He stopped having me visit for about 2 years, and has since wandered back into my life from time to time. I'm 28, and don't have parents because my mom cheated, blames me for it, and my 'dad' is an alcoholic that can't deal with it.

I was dating a girl for three years who I had trusted. I was 18 at the time. She got pregnant. I was relatively safe but everybody has slip ups. I took my lumps and agreed to fatherhood and did the best I could. During the entirety of the pregnancy she was pretty absent. She wouldn't talk to me much. Sometimes for months at a time. I thought this was odd. It frustrated me beyond belief.

Anyway. So later on a friend of hers started to work with me. He started to hook up with one of my coworkers. She told me he knew my gf and I was thinking oh, cool interesting. Then she told me he [slept with] my gf... Within the last year... I was pissed. I called her up and talked with her. Apparently they did [sleep together]. When we were on some "break." This was entirely made up. The timing didn't match up with the pregnancy though. So I continued on my way to fatherhood with this soon to be mother that was all over the place.

Eventually she gave birth to a little girl. I wasn't there at the birth because I wasn't told it was happening. A couple of months down the road of trying to contact her she let me see my girl. It was great. We started talking again and acting like parents. Well just to make sure that this new baby girl was mine I went ahead and had a paternity test. She was a 1% match...and therefore was not my daughter. I was appalled.

I went to her place and asked her what this was about. She swore up and down if had to be mine. DNA is DNA. She wasn't my little girl after all. I left her. On her knees crying for me to come back to her apartment. I got a text later that day. She told me she remembered... She got black out drunk and [slept with] this guy at a party. She claimed he basically [took advantage] her. I don't believe this at all.

So I went through 9 months of a pregnancy and 3 months of actual fatherhood before I found out. Now I don't talk to her at all. I hear rumors occasionally about her. I am glad she is no longer in my life.

TLDR: F**k that b***h.