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For me the void is not knowing where and who i came from. Not knowing stories of my childhood. It almost was like i went poof and appeared one day without ever being an infant. Knowing that the birth citifcate changed me from being a little girl with a loving brother and sister to an only child far away from the life that i knew to love. the void is hitting milestones and wondering what would my bfamily think of me now. trying to do things such as dancing and singing other things. the void is crying every night for it to be filled and not caring about my body and going from man to man just to try and fill the void. that is the void for me.
oh and the constat fear that i would be left agian.
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