Hmmm.... probably when I found out my GF cheated on me. She got pregnant, too, and the only reason I figured everything out (kid not being mine included) was when I found out her actual time of conception game me about a two month window of not touching her between. She was quite willing to let me think it was mine until the inconsistencies added up. I punched a wall instead of her, broke broke one finger and two knuckles. She's lucky I'm such a nice guy.


Conveniently, my trip to the hospital included an STD blood test and some blood stored for any necessary paternity tests. The former was negative, and she didn't even try to pull anything on the latter.... guess she knew better.


In retrospect, I'm not sure what part of it bothered me most. I was actually looking forward to being a father, I think the worst part was in that aspect.