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Hello all, I was adopted 32 years ago with my half brother, we both had the same Bmother but not the same bi fathers, about 8 years ago I made contact with my Bfather, he was in prison my entire life for murder, of a little boy that was 16 months old, I never felt he was trust worthy or honest, and found out only a year ago about the childs age from an online sworn statement. I made contact with the mother of the child he killed, I felt the need to say I was sorry I needed to let this women know that We may share the same blood, but I did not let the generation repeat itself.
Every time I have tried to find BMom I hit a wall, all I know is her first name Kathleen, I have heard numerous times over the years of a few other Bsibs and I'm would love one day to locate them.
There is so much more to my story, but I needed to start with this introduction.
Any advice on any of this would be great.
I find myself still searching but yet still very broken for what information i have turned up thus far.
I know we all just want to know where we came from, but sometimes maybe it was best not knowing.
I wonder what the percent of children adopted have abandonment feelings, even though I was raised in a loving home. I still have this emptiness. I Know my Brother feels the same.
Thanks for reading sorry for the rambling.
Hi Mila. I know what you are feeling. I was adopted when I was 3 days old and I am now 25. My parents were and still are the most amazing people I know. They have showed me nothing but unconditional love all 25 years of my life. I had a very happy childhood. But since I entered my twenties, I feel this emptiness inside, not knowing where I came from, not knowing who I look like, Not knowing where I get my personality traits from, and not knowing if I have any half brothers or sisters out there. I would loooove to have younger brothers and sisters, as I am an only child. I feel your emptiness, even though I have had a wonderful life.
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