I'm wondering how old you are. That post seems like something that a teenager would write during their rebelious "I hate the world" phase. I am adopted, I'm 19 and can't even explain the love that I feel with my family. Which, by the way, is my FAMILY. Maybe you had some other situation, and I'm sorry if you did and you were hurt by it, but who do you think you are to tell me that my family isn't my family?
Mallory