Quote: Originally Posted by Curiosity
That's a huge thing to live with - can you remember when you first understood what had happened to you? How were you told?
If I am being too nosy...just tell me to back off.... I don't often get to discuss this with people...
I have a specific interest in separation anxiety and its roots....and with the state of children being
moved around like chess pawns these days, it is blossoming like the worst plague....
Still it isn't the first time in our western civilization children were uprooted and moved, often because of illness and death in the family though - not the choices made these days...
I was put out for adoption, and my parents told me when I was 3. In my 30's I had a "feeling" that something terrible was about to happen, and it had something to do with my adoption. Eventually I found my biological mother, but she had been dead for a long time. When she became pregnant with me, it created a rift between her and her mother that they never healed. My mother ate herself up with guilt and wouldn't go for cancer treatmenet at age 43. I was right: All of my relatives except one had died of cancer at an early age. I even took my adoptive mother to my biological mother's grave some 2,000 miles away. Who can say that?
I have never known my father, and he probably did not know I existed. It's embarrassing not to know your parentage. I was not, however, shifted from pillar to post. I had wonderful adoptive parents until the day they died. You absolutely cannot understand how it feels to be adopted unless you too
have been adopted.