I just married my cousin

So, I used to be on this sub a lot on my old account. I'm 20 right now, so I hope you don't mind me sharing my story here, and if you wanna judge me, that's okay. We love each other, we really do :)

Okay, so first off. How the hell did this happen?

We've always been close since we were kids. My first cousin (now wife), Daisy, and I lived quite close. Our houses were just down the street from each other, so we always hung out and went to the same school. Our family would always say we were stuck together like super glue. She's my blood cousin, her mom and my bio mom are sisters.

Then, my parents, siblings, and I moved to another state when I was like 13, because my mom got a new job that was guaranteed to improve our situation further than before. Daisy and I kept in touch. We would reunite every summer during family gatherings and other events.

It started almost 3 years ago. My uncle and aunt were getting a divorce. Things were getting hectic at her home, so both of my moms offered for Daisy to stay with us until things cooled down. Like the good cousin I was, I offered her to sleep in my room.

One night, we were just talking while playing uno. We opened up to each other. She talked about how shitty things were because of the divorce and cried. I comforted her.

We talked more. I wanted to ease her mood, so we watched Netflix and laughed together, made stupid jokes, you know.

Then, as a stupid joke, I flirted with her by making a sexual joke about her breasts. I thought she was just gonna roll her eyes and smack me on the shoulder, but no. She flirted back and asked if I wanted a peek.

One thing led to another, and we ended up having sex. And ever since, we've been going out in secret. Sex behind closed doors. Anything a close, loving couple does. We go to the same college and share an apartment that our parents rented out. They thought we're just normal cousins living together. And I felt guilty whenever I lied to them.

Before everyone found out, my sister was the only person who knew, but would often urge us to tell the truth to everyone, then prepare if things got bad. We wanted to, but we were terrified.

The tea spilled a two months ago, when my aunt called my Mom one day. Then my Moms called me over to have a little family meeting and my blood went cold when they told me that Daisy was pregnant and she confessed that it was mine.

The days that followed after that were hell. We couldn't see each other, there was a lot of anger, and my aunt and my moms felt betrayed. I could tell that everybody was disgusted with us, and I'm sure some of them still are.

But we really do love each other very much, and when they saw that, it softened them. They called a family meeting and sat all of us down to discuss. Eventually, they relented because we kept crying and begging.

Since Daisy's side of the family is religious, we were convinced to get married. It wasn't hard or a bad idea to us, though. Daisy and I were excited, so now here I am :)

My wife's sleeping beside me. And honestly, people will judge us, or even hate us, but I don't really care. I love this woman, and I want to make her happy.