But, like much of the talk within the adoption world, this teaching favors the adoptive parents and fails to recognize the adoptee.
Adoption strips this system, leaving behind only a trail of broken fragments and loose ends.
Something different than the usual tone of this blog, but nonetheless, the message is worth sharing.
It’s as if adoptees’ stories are so shameful they are to be kept a secret.
I held onto the combination of numbers, unsure of my next steps, feeling a bit frozen in making this lifelong dream become a reality.
It is the best friend of anxiety and depression, complementing them with the feeling of fear of intimacy, hesitancy towards accomplishing hopes and dreams.