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Originally Posted by Diva
My heart goes out to those of You who have experienced trauma throughout all of this adoption process.....
I consider myself pretty fortunate, in spite of the fact that I have a lot of hindsight over the way my Mom's extended family treated me.
I have to laugh when I think on it......we see it all the time, don't we? Here's a whole field of sheep and then there's that cute black one over there (me) who is SOOOOOOO not like any of the others. I'm not sure how my parents dealt with how different I was! <giggle> All of the cousins were all quiet and plain and .......forgive me....BORING. And here is this child who lived with such happiness and would bound in a room and be so full of glee and say the first thing on her mind....and say it LOUDLY! (My joke has always been that my Dad's favorite word for me was "Shhhh!!!".)
Here lately, I have had to make the difficult decision to "divorce" myself from future contact with my bio 1/2~sister for her toxicity and passive~aggressiveness. Some of the things she has said to me ~ out loud and in writing ~ has been outrageous.
I just don't have time for crap like that.
This thread is SOOOOOO interesting...finding out just how many of us have experienced chosen families.....thanks, Jen, for starting it! It's a difficult topic sometimes.......and took a lot of courage to open up the discussions!
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I was adopted by teeny people, I at 5'5" am as tall as most of my male cousins. My mother was 5'1" and grandmother was 4'11". I was a bull in a chinashop. Very awkward, very out of place. Very weird.
Still am around them.
You sound adorable as a kid! xoxoxoxoxo
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Originally Posted by Rockinonahigh
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Before or after birth dreams...never thought about that.I do know im the oldest of twins,born ten sceonds after midnight (if that means anything,not to me but did to my grannie who was old world to the letter) premmie all of one pound 14oz.Grannie said I came hear holloering like a banshee,my twin didnt make it..or so they say cause I cant find out anything cause of closed records.My grannie told me I was a throw back to her younger days in the old country,said I would have made a good gypsy cause I had the heart and soul that her mother would love.
Diva I so get u on being the odd one in the family,then add queer to it,yep u got, it a barrel full of sh--.I was the first one to try about anything,go where I wanted,do what I could get a way with.I was born into a staunch italian catholic family where a girl child grew up to make more little catholics to be bidable and follow the rules.One cousin went into the priesthood,one of my widowed aunts became a nun.In truth my femele cousins were anything but saintly and the male couisins drunks,abusers and doper..all coverd up in a bright shiny package of reapectablity.Actually even with all I have gone threw I feel so blessed not to have ended up any worse that did.Heck all it took was for me to just grab bags and walk out of the mess,them get help while I rebuilt my life.
Rockin
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Gosh, a twin too. No wonder you have bad dreams. Was the Grannie your aropted Grannie?
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Originally Posted by always2late
Have you always known you were adopted?
Have you met your birth parents?
How did your adopted parents tell you you were adopted?
I have always known I was adopted, my parents told me as soon as I was old enough to understand what it meant. I don't remember them telling me, it seems like I have always known. I have not met my birth parents, my records are sealed. However, I did find out that in NY (where my adoption took place), one could petition the Department of Social Services for nonidentifying information. When I was pregnant with my son, I decided to try this option. What I was really looking for was any medical information they might have. That is one of my concerns with closed adoption. In this day and age of early screening and prevention for a multitude of health problems, I am at a disadvantage not knowing my medical history.
The information I received was not very helpful...but considering the age of my biological parents it was not surprising. After all, how many of us as teens think about our medical history? I did find out the ages of my bio parents, their heritage, height, weight, hair and eye color, but not much else.
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So you know they were teens? I read that most birth parents who give up their kids are actually 19-30. Mine was 17.
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Originally Posted by bigbutchmistie
I always knew growing up I was adopted. My adopted parents told me from real young.
I was put on a bus when I was 18 with the clothes on my back with a bus ticket and told I was never welcomed in their home again (adopted parents) sent up here to Big D to meet my real parents.
And my adopted parents told me I was adopted by telling me that I would grow up fat and not wanted just like the trash that had me. Which my biological mom was not.
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Oh thats just great! I am so sorry they said that to you. How did you know where ot go? had you always known where your bio-parents were?
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Originally Posted by christie0918
 (insert great big gay hugs here)
I know you are pretty successful... You are an amazing woman and I'm glad you recognize what others around you know... you rawk.
Sometimes, things come forefront, at least for me, when I least expect them to... perhaps the timing of "now" for your adoption issues is more that you were in a place to be open to the idea that it "might be more"... sometimes (again, at least for me) its easier not to acknowledge something as to not breathe life into it. *shrugs* but then, whatdoiknow? LOL
I don't think it matters when you deal with them... at least you are moving forward... making that effort.
Its hard. It hurts. Its especially difficult for those of us with entrenched trust/openness issues to be that emotionally vulnerable. With our loved ones... with our partners... let's not even talk about with strangers.
For me, the resolution to some things is that there is no resolution. It just is.
I've got good listening ears if you ever need to talk.
Christie
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Thank you sweetie!! xoxoxo
I may find that there is no answer, but I have several issues I somehow need to try to resolve. My family phobia if nothing else.
I want to feel comfortable at parties. I want to be excited to visit family (both mine and Cynthias). I want to stop being so easily overwhelmed. Stop scanning, stop overreacting, learn to relax.
Maybe it will help, and either way I get to meet new people and hear interesting stories and know that I am not alone in my feelings.
Its all good!