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I like being adopted. I, like you, always bragged about it to people (kind of).
For example, anytime I was somewhere where we would play an icebreaker game and you had to say your name, school you went to/where you were from, and something interesting/unique about you I would always say "I'm Sarah, I'm from _______, and I'm adopted!"
I never minded people asking me about it (I would ask questions too if I wasn't adopted and knew someone who was).
I've always felt like my family (adoptive) is my family. I've never been treated differently or anything and while I know I don't look like them or any of that, it really doesn't bother me. They are still my family...period, no question.
I never liked the term "real parents" in regards to my own adoption experience. For me, my brain interprets "real" to mean that the other one is "unreal/fake". I know not everyone's brain works like that and that's totally fine. I just don't say that LOL
I'm not in reunion, so I can't say that I for sure wouldn't experience "primal wound-like" feelings if I were to meet my birthmother but the fact of the matter is that right now, I don't really feel the need to meet her. It's nice to know that I'm not completely alone in the way I feel about adoption!
--hpfreak080
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