if all else fails try something different! Works every time!

I’ve seen this pic on Facebook and instantly was hit with a trigger...adoptees have always had to play a role so it’s really hard to become ourselves when we don’t know who we are because we’ve always had to pretend so we wouldn’t be given back to where we came from...wherever that may be...

I’m so much happier about adoption these days. We have come a long ways since 50 years ago. Adoptive parents and birth parents are so much more in tune with what everyone needs...
I’m glad that everyone listens to each other now instead of having to experience the struggles that I have had to endure. It would be fabulous if someone could step up to the plate and help the birth parents that feel that they have had to endure so much trauma that they can’t bare to help themselves. It shouldn’t be thought of as ‘it is what it is’. Instead it should be thought of as holding your hand out to help your loved one up...

Random thought...how does someone explain to an adoptee in this family that this family has denied my heritage to me. Does my family deny the adoptee the stories that they have been adopted into or are they given the ancestry and heritage of my family. The very family that doesn’t want to be known by me...what about any other child that was adopted out and found that they were related to them through DNA. Do they treat them the same as I’ve been treated by certain family members? I wouldn’t want anyone to know this little tidbit of ridiculousness. It doesn’t show the real family trait does it? At least I didn’t raise my children this way. I feel like most of my ancestors are good people and then there’s this other branch that are embarrassed of their heritage...
I pray they don’t treat the adoptee the same way I have been treated...in fact I would hope that they end the secrecy that they are scared of. Secrets do more harm than good.

sad how I will never meet these family members that did nothing wrong to my birth mother but she decided that none of them should ever meet me. I feel like she wanted everyone to suffer her pain that she feels traumatized by...

I hurt...it’s not the kind of hurt that people see...it’s the hurt that comes from adoption...when you are told that you should be grateful...it’s the hurt you feel when you know that abortion should’ve been an option...everyday is a struggle...everyday you feel another form of rejection...everyday you know you are being judged by anything and everything you say...as an adoptee you are reminded to shut up...and don’t ask questions...