No one is perfect. It’s what makes us beautiful and unique. It’s the imperfections that create stories, laughter and memories. It’s the mistakes that help us learn and grow. It’s what makes humans, human.
I would rather be given empowerment than be given condolences. I would rather be treated as a human being with a story than as a psychology project.
I had been so ashamed of messing up on the play set trick, so afraid of getting into trouble for being reckless on the playground. So afraid of not being perfect.
What I had missed out on was being displayed in front of me and it began to nag at the triggers of loss, sadness and grief.
Adoption is hard. Regardless of age, there is trauma, the two go hand in hand. No child comes as a blank slate.
We can choose to stay captive to what life throws at us, or take steps towards freedom.