[Agimmi123]

I was born january 16,1973.In a hospital in plymouth indiana.Two years later a brother or sister was born.I never met or new them.I was put up for adoption at the age of 2 through child welfare services and so was he/her.I am 35 now all my life i have felt like something is missing.Who am I?Why wasnt i loved by my real mom.My adopted parents were from a strict religious background.So im guessing you can guess child hood wasnt fun.I felt loved until they had there own children.I always after that felt treated differerent my brothers and sis were not punished in the same manner i was.I was told i was adopted at the age of 11 too young in my opinion.I struggled with identity and purpose ever since.I have never felt like i could stay in one place.I always feel like i have to move and search for something.I have felt a passion for the past.Out of that i became a veteran,a patriot,and who iam today.I have become bitter towards parents who dont take care of there kids.Alot of baggage i believe comes with lack of identity.I have been divorced twice and hard to keep a relationship because i guess i think there just going to go away anyways..To this day i really dont care about finding my parents anymore but i would like to find my siblings just to meet them and see how they turned out.I hope some people can identify with this.......If you can please share how you helped yourself.Cause i dunno where to go from here..............