[PAUL BIENEK]

I am a 42 year old male adoptee and man, i am tired of regection, started off at 7 with the that golden cookie of "well son it's like this see, me and your dad,well we are not strictly your real mum & dad but we chose you and you are a special child". The following Xmass she ran off with some skinny chef from Wales. Next up my adopted dad (bless him for being there) gets the cancer and dies when I was 33. So I'm thinking maybe i will search now, a week later i had all the information. I gave it to some go between women at the adoption agency and she set up a meeting with bio-mother. Yea it went pretty well for a while 'cept she had not told her husband and 3 other children about me.(2 older 1 younger). What she did tell them was that she had a baby but it had died in a fire. Anyway I hate lies and I was not prepared to carry on being the dead baby so after a couple more meetings i decided to call a halt to it. A year later though old anxieties raise there head again and I thought that maybe her children had a right to know the truth. If they did not want to meet me that was there choice. Cut a long long long one short I met them all and none of them had spoken to each other for years and all of this dys-funtional bunch wanted to get to me first and run each other down. I gets the odd Xmass card now and again and cling on to it like a newborn baby. I hate regection but i now know it's not my fault, after all i never asked to be born!