Adult Adoption

I'm in my early twenties, growing up was filled with abuse and trauma. I was an outsider in the very family I was born to because of skin color. I was the last thing to count in. Everybody made jokes of me and it wasn't easy to ignore all the time. I never felt loved. They never celebrated me. I don't even have a baby picture. I was eager to grow up so that I can run away. Right after I turned 18 that's when I escaped. Its been hell of a ride and it felt like a dead end. It was unthinkable to have a friend in those times. Nothing breaks my heart more than when I wake up from dreaming of hugging a dad. That shattered me because it was just a dream. Looking for someone I can call dad. I'll be your son.