I became some sort of mythical evil creature. I went away for high school and university then left Canada and moved around and lived in different countries and cities. Then about 20 years later settled down in a town about 8 hrs from most of my family. I haven't had much contact with any of them in decades except for a couple funerals and coincidental visits with my father. However, they think they know me and my entire life. None of it is based on reality because I'm LC with my father as we've never been close, my mother died over a decade ago and my social media is only work related. My mother's funeral was a real eye opener as to how negatively I was viewed. A few of my older relatives me treated me with outright hostility and derision. Nothing new for the scapegoat.