The sad truth...

i am finding it harder and harder to get through my days... I'm sure my grandchildren are going to think I'm crazy since I can't even control my tears in front of them...

I want to feel better...I want someone to understand me better... The therapist and psychiatrist don't seem to want to hear what I'm saying... The only people that truly understand are the Adoptees, and some Birth parents that relinquished their children. There is so much anger and sadness in me and I have no where to safely let it go... Everyone wants me to shut up and be grateful...yes...grateful that I was tossed aside and forgotten about. I asked the psychiatrist "how am I supposed to grieve for my loss at birth?". He said to just think of what I got out of it... That I am supposed to be glad that I was adopted.