There is no malice towards the living or the dead in my words, it is as it is.

 

The majority of adopted children feel as I do. It’s never about getting a better family; it’s about wanting to know blood-family. It’s not resenting your adoption; it’s seeking knowledge about yourself.

 

I have never been consumed by my adoption; it’s just that at times the past comes to haunt, and I struggled with that. I have never written about anyone in revenge, and never will. If anybody is offended then look within yourself and seek reconciliation, if you can’t then you’ll have to live with your distorted outlooks. I write with the freedom of speech.

 

Adoption is giving someone–typically a child–love and security of family-life when they cannot live with the family they were born into. Agreement is the transferal of all lawful maternal rights and responsibilities to the adoptive parents.

 

Issues arise when a child becomes aware that they are adopted. There are many feelings, especially hurt feelings tending to moods about rejection and not being good enough. The awful psychological feelings about being an unwanted haunt every avenue their mind ventures for answers. There are identity concerns also. ‘Who do I look like? Who am I?’