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  •  I was adopted too at 3 days of age. (20+ / 0-)

    Born in Idaho, was able to get my original birth records in 1980 or so thanks to a sympathetic judge who ordered the records opened. Not sure if that is still possible in this state. To make a very long story short, had great adoptive parents. I did find my birth mother and siblings and was at her house one night with all of the family together. I had to go outside for a while, had what almost felt like a panic attack or acid trip just from being around all these people who looked like me. But families also have their own cultures (think of it as the way they do things, think about things, communicate things) and I was a member of my adoptive family's culture. I think both my birth family and myself kept hurting and offending each other without meaning to because of these family cultural differences and we basically just quit trying to communicate many years ago, except one brother. And that's ok. I had to know who I came from and now I do. I feel lucky I was raised by the loving parents I had, and understand that it wasn't that my birth mom rejected me at birth, it was a bad bad situation she was in a the time. Thanks for your story, Ladijules!

    "We don't see things as they are, we see things as we are." Anais Nin

    by SuWho on Mon Sep 30, 2013 at 10:21:04 AM PDT

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