so who the heck am I

So after spending a couple of years on my husband’s DNA/ancestry stuff, I finally began to research my own family.  There were a lot of empty spaces and I began to fill them in.  Unfortunately, as I began to truly investigate, I discovered the most glaring piece of information.  At first, I thought the lack of my father’s relatives on my DNA matches on Ancestry.com was maybe in part that no one had done a DNA test.  I just thought my cousins just hadn’t done the test.  And I never bothered to look at the 2nd/3rd cousin, and so on down the line.  But I did notice the same last name on 1st/2nd cousins but I didn’t recognize the name.  Sooooo, after a comment my brother made about him and mom living in a house with a person of that same unusual name, I began to diligently search for records.  And I came up with a marriage certificate between my mom and this individual.  And that led me to the realization that my father wasn’t the man I grew up thinking was my father, but this guy my mom married before my dad.  I’m guessing my mom was having an affair and when she got pregnant, she either got caught or just left Husband A for Affair Guy B.  And when I was born, everyone assumed I was Affair Guy B’s child.  Or Affair Guy B knew I wasn’t his birth child, but didn’t care.  I will never know since all of these people have died.  So, I’m not who I thought I was.  I don’t feel too bad.  I didn’t have a horrible childhood.  But a part of me would like to have known my real father and my grandparents, etc.  So now the only way I’ll get to know my birth father is through second-hand information.  Never a dull moment in my life.