[claudia456]

I can't say that I am entirely ungrateful for being adopted, no I did not choose that situation for myself, but how could I at 3 months of age?
Both my adoptive parents are now long past, even though I am only in my mid twenties, they were already in their senior years when I was a baby, I don't really remember all that well what it feels like to be a daughter, or what it's like to have parents who validate me no matter what it is I do.
I did know my b-mom my whole life (although I didn't know who she really was) she was my cousin, after my a-mom passed,b-mom tried to be my mother, only thing is she only thinks of herself, her own feelings, and pawns all of her problems off on me, both personal and financial, I have helped her in every way I could both financially and personally, but I am exhausted, having problems with my career, struggling to find my own way in life, while raising a family of my own, since I have not been giving everything I can, she has sluffed me off once again, won't answer my phone calls, snarks at everything I say, and will only talk of all her other children as if they are so hard done by because they are all on welfare and struggling to look after their children while I am apparently bragging because I have set a good financial path for myself up to this point, what ticks me off is that I grew up poor and was raised to work hard for everything I get in life, if I didn't I would always struggle, and I carry that thought with me everyday, even when I want to give up and not be stuck working 60 hours a week....
I finally met me b-dad, and I don't know about the rest of you but at times I feel a tad bit of jealousy creeping up on me, as much as I want to act like an adult I almost always resort to childish behavior, he has 3 other children who were born with a silver spoon in their mouths, never wanted for anything becasue they have everything, each of them even have brand new vehicles, and not one is old enough to turn a key in the ignition, they are spoiled, but still polite and very loving, and I adore them, but I can't help but to feel left out sometimes, and to feel a little bitter about being adopted, I still can't figure out why I was even placed out in the first place.