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Again, this was just my personal experience, I don’t know if anyone else has had the same experiences or not.
First, I have to say that my adoption was a “last resort” and once my “parents” were able to conceive, I was more or less cast aside. Children pick up on this.
I was constantly reminded that “my real parents” didn’t want me and that “no one else wanted me either”. My “brother” would always call our parents, “his parents” and so on.
All things that can be quickly nipped in the bud, but in my case, they never were.
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Brandy
Adopted Adult, Mom & Wife
Mothering From The Sidelines of Open Adoption
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