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sadly one day when i had cut myself and needed stitches at 8 the neighbor girl decided to add insult to my injury and told me I was adopted,my mother freaked but had to spill it. 40 years later she gave me my adoption papers I am still not sure what to do with the information. But could help me greatly with my health issues
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Hearing stuff like that, i.e. people adding insult to injury and a-parents withholding adoption info from their kids, really burns me up! Did you ever ask your a-mom why she withheld the info from you for so long? Or did you slug the kid, her parents and your a-parents when the 8 year old brat spilled the beans ;-)? As to what to do with your adoption papers - definitely put them in a safe place, possibly make certified copies, since you never know when these legal docs will be needed. When I applied for citizenship, they were essential. On a creative, silly note, you could make photocopies and use them as giftwrap for your a-mom's Xmas gifts since ol' JC is one of the world's most famous adoptees ;-)!
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How is it that the neighbor kid knew and you didnt!? Ive always known i was adopted but we really didn't talk about it cause it's seemed to upset everyone...lol which i think is hilarious in a not so funny sarcastic way! It was almost like i had a disease.... and now that i know my birthmom aparently we both have the disease! lmao
You would be suprised at how many "neighbor Kids" know more than you think. I am one of those adoptees where everyone seemed to know who my Bmom was except me, even the evil neighbor lady down the street.
I always knew I was adopted but these so called family secrets are not as secret as one might think.
After I found out who Bmom was it seemed everyone popped up saying "we knew, it just wasn't our place to say anything"(comming from my Amom's BFF after I thought I was giving her some shocking information).
Especially back in the day(50's,60's) when Bmom were told to forget and move on and APs were told to act as if the children were your bios. Well maybe Bmoms and Aps could try and pull that off but neighbors, other family members and friends do NOT forget and they talk among each other. It happens believe me it happens.
That is one of the reasons why my Aparents were up front and told me about being adopted. They knew it wouldn't take me very long to find out yet they left out the part of who Bmom was but being the closed adoption days and the fact that they were being emotionally black mailed by other family members it is understandable.
Growing up I had a friend that people would whisper about her sister really being her mother. I am sure she had no idea either. Just like me, I may not have known Bmom was Amoms sister, but everyone else surely did.
EZ
valkyra,
believ me I know exactly what you mean. When it all came out and I realised that I was the last to lnow I felt like I was lving in the twighlight zone wondering what else about my life was lie.
Unless a person has had this happened to them I don't think they could ever truly understand how it feels. It is not as simple as getting over the fact that there is no santa claus or tooth fairy, this is a blow like no other.
EZ
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I always suspected I was adopted but was never certain until one of the kids in elementary school called me out about being adopted. It was very traumatic. Talk about a paradigm shift, it hit me like a freight train packed with tons of bricks. That day changed me forever, I never saw myself in relation to my adoptive parents the same way because up until that point I never was certain although I had speculations because of the language they used when talking about why they never had any other children etc....they never flat out told me but the analogy's they would use reminded me of the of the Storks carrying babies in the cartoons (I was an international adoption so when they would say "When God brought you to us..." I just suspected they were avoiding actually talking about the birds and the bee's.
In my case many people around me seemed to know except me. I had total strangers come up to me and ask me where my step father was and I just told them that I don't have a step father and they looked at me with a puzzled look. It turns out I was the one who was truly confused.
People would say "you don't look half asian" and I would just put it down to that my mother's genes were more prominent in me than my father's; that pale genes are recessive so of course I'd turn out as a dark child.
Then some other people would say "you look half asian" and then of course this would justify my thoughts and qualm my suspicions. I put it down to being a subjective thing whether I looked half asian or not.
I'm still waiting on the whole truth but I have to wait for my father to come home from overseas. I only just found out yesterday.
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