MARY LORRAINE DANROTH
I feel as though my therapist needed a break from me...she cancelled my appointment this week.
Last time I seen her she asked me how I would feel if my birth family found my blog. She asked if I posted anything that would piss them off... I informed her that "yes, of course I have posted stuff that would piss them off". I then informed her that if they were to have read anything that I have said, that I would feel that I had been acknowledged. I would feel as though they really do have a curiosity for me. Instead of just blocking me out of their minds. I would feel as though I'm not really alone in this journey of mine. It would give me hope that they may want to actually learn about who me, my children, and my grandchildren are.
She was concerned that if I had posted anything so awful that they would never give me a chance of meeting. I told her that I think that boat floated and I am coming to grips with the rejection. It's hard but I don't have a choice. Ever since September 2017 I have been relearning new coping skills after my half sister rejected me.
It's a long twisted journey but the one thing I have going for me is that I'm used to doing it alone.
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