I was in a foster home for the first few months, atleast that is what I was told..I was also fed stool softner my whole life. I am sure you asking what this has to do with anything..well, I was told "that because I was not able to bond to anyone the first few months of my life, that I developed psychological constipation.." so my adoptive mother would shove stool softners down my throat..Maybe I am still crying because I didn't like that?? Who knows..
We all hear so many stories here..
You are not alone..Do not condition yourself to not cry. There are steps to a grieving process and whether we want to believe it or not, we are grieving something that we lost..
Everytime I cry, I hear myself saying, "why not me?" Why isn't anyone looking for me? All these people on here, hundreds of thousands, and none for me..I have never had anything hurt me so deep in my soul.
Go ahead and cry, you have a right, you also have a right to ask, "why not you?".
I started this thread to let you know that I understand and I hear you whether I am standing in the exact same forest or not..You are not alone..Take a few minutes everytime you search to cry..atleast you are here and atleast you know whatever you know..there are those of us who were never told and to me that is not better..We need to know. I met people who didn't find out until they were older, way older, how that must feel to be at a point in your life when there may be no help to searching..and to find out you are not who you thought. Atleast you know..So cry, then take a deep breath and be thankful.
