Strong Suspicions

First post... I'm 22 (I think) and I am totally confused. My dad and sister are both pure psychopaths and my mom is their slave. That's two evil people and one spineless coward. They treated me like dirt and they treat everyone else like dirt. I DO NOT want to be related to them. I told my mom I would give my left arm to not be related to her and I meant it. So my question is, is maybe being adopted just wishful thinking or is there something there? Against: I asked my mom and she of course denied it. I don't trust anything she says, much less something this important. I asked my aunt and she denied it. I got my birth certificate from the state of California and it matches up with what I've been told, birth parents, city, date, and time. I keep staring at it but I can't figure out if it's amended or not. For: I have never been accepted by them, even when I was doing everything I could. They always treated me like I shouldn't have been there. I get the feeling that if I was related to them I would have been indoctrinated as a pet like my mom was, instead of being outright rejected. They never included me in things, they always took off in their car to do god knows what. I don't think I look like my dad. My sister doesn't look like my mom. We look like a fake family in our family photo. I'm positive that horrible things happened to me as a toddler. Things that were bad enough to make me pick up a plastic hockey stick and go after them with murderous intent at age 3. Yes, that REALLY happened. It really stands out in my mind. It's my earliest memory, and I'm positive that it was the event that stopped the physical abuse for good. After that I had horrible, incredibly vivid (and revealing) nightmares for a few years that eventually ceased. Then it was just mind games, manipulation, and stealing for the next 17 years. So what I feel is, they wanted me gone, and they tried to make it happen. I almost drowned, the sexual abuse was not sexual or loving at all but merely a violent act (in retrospect a blessing), and I'm pretty suspicious about the scar on my head. My parents were always whispering about something behind a locked door, and I mean hours every day. When I would go in to ask them something they would stop talking immediately and wait for me to leave. When I was in about first grade I was walking to school and my dad told me a typical rambling psychopath story. But this one sticks out. He said there was a lady who wanted to hold me when I was a baby but he wouldn't let here because he thought she was going to touch me. Oh, the irony. At the time I just thought it was weird. But who was that lady? My sister: "Your'e an orphan!" and "You'll always be a 'my last name'!" My dad would always say "who's the best daddy in the whole darn world" over and over again. Because I was nice I would say "You are!" But he just HAD to hear me say that. I don't know, this one might be just to cover up the abuse. Most suspicious of all, my dad would always say (at the most random times) "when's your birthday?" I would say "Jan. 8." (Sometimes I would express my irritation that he didn't know his son's birthday.) He would say "what year were you born?" and I would say "1991." He just HAD to know that I knew these things. Very sketchy. Who knows how old I am? I've always looked a couple years younger than my age. Now the thing about psychopaths is, everything they say has a purpose. They give themselves away when they make these types of comments. Kind of stupid. So what do you think? I don't know how to get to the bottom of this. There's liars everywhere. This was kind of heavy. Here's a reward for making it this far. :cheer: :happydance: :banana: :happydance: :cheer: