The Adoptee’s Nightmare, how it is for those of us who have to live it.
I’ve always wondered why I’ve been such a stickler when it comes to secrets and lies. I just can’t tolerate even a little white lie told for my benefit. Honesty is paramount in my world. I don’t care if it hurts me I’d rather know the truth. My insistence has caused many rifts in my growing years and been the cause of many relationships going down the tubes. Most people take secrets and lies in stride, as a normal part of life.
I don’t. I can’t. I won’t.
I’m around three in this picture and already caught in the world of secrets and lies of adoption. Stuck in the twilight zone and suffering PTSD at three is something no one would understand back then in the early 50’s. I look at her and my eyes fill with tears. I only have a few pictures and they all have the same…
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