E is not as sweet as u
Bluelighter
- Joined
- Sep 11, 2000
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- 162
I am adopted.
It may seem weird to you all but to me it’s normal. I couldn’t imagine life not being this way. I live with this everyday, and it hasn’t bothered me for some time now… but just recently I have been thinking about it more and more. I get to the point where I get a headache from asking myself so many questions and knowing I won’t find the answers for three years, when I am 18.
My birth mother was 14 years old when she gave birth to me. I then stayed in a foster home for 3 months and then I came home to my parents. I know it may seem weird, but I often have flashbacks of my foster parents. I am in a white wooden crib, I have a red blanket, and I am dressed in navy blue. I see a lady with brown short hair and glasses wearing a red shirt and white pants. She has a really nice smile. There is a man, also with brown hair and glasses, wearing jeans and a maroon shirt. The lady picks me up and brings me into the living room.
That is all I remember.
I really wish I could know right now who my birth mother was. I have so many questions to ask her. I want to know if I have any brothers or sisters. I want to just see her, to look at her. I don’t even have to ask any questions, just one glance is all I want.
I don’t know if it is because I haven’t been getting along with my parents lately, but I have never been this interested in finding her before. I have tried many websites, but I have no luck. I could really use some help. If anyone has any good websites to go to or anything, please reply.
PLUR
It may seem weird to you all but to me it’s normal. I couldn’t imagine life not being this way. I live with this everyday, and it hasn’t bothered me for some time now… but just recently I have been thinking about it more and more. I get to the point where I get a headache from asking myself so many questions and knowing I won’t find the answers for three years, when I am 18.
My birth mother was 14 years old when she gave birth to me. I then stayed in a foster home for 3 months and then I came home to my parents. I know it may seem weird, but I often have flashbacks of my foster parents. I am in a white wooden crib, I have a red blanket, and I am dressed in navy blue. I see a lady with brown short hair and glasses wearing a red shirt and white pants. She has a really nice smile. There is a man, also with brown hair and glasses, wearing jeans and a maroon shirt. The lady picks me up and brings me into the living room.
That is all I remember.
I really wish I could know right now who my birth mother was. I have so many questions to ask her. I want to know if I have any brothers or sisters. I want to just see her, to look at her. I don’t even have to ask any questions, just one glance is all I want.
I don’t know if it is because I haven’t been getting along with my parents lately, but I have never been this interested in finding her before. I have tried many websites, but I have no luck. I could really use some help. If anyone has any good websites to go to or anything, please reply.
PLUR
