It’s dark out there...

when I get to visit with people from my past it’s a whole different experience. It’s like they’re meeting with the ‘real’ me...my true self...and they don’t run away scared. I love it! I finally feel a sense of belonging since I have met some of my birth family. I feel ‘almost’ whole. It’s like I’ve grown but haven’t changed in their eyes. I feel like an equal and that I deserve their friendship. I don’t feel like I need to be a chameleon. I am comfortable with being allowed to be ‘me’! I bet the kept children don’t struggle like the adopted children do.