For me it started several years ago with a phone call. My childhood best friend was killed in a car accident due to her own alcohol and drugs issues. I had spoken to her several months earlier for the first time in many years and didn’t realize she had such a bad addiction. Her twin boys had ... Views: 1116
When I was three years old, my adoptive mother was holding me as we stood in line at the grocery store. A gentleman in front of us turned and said what a pretty little girl I was…I then replied with, “no I’m not…I’m adopted.”
Being adopted weighed on my shoulders for decades. Rejection and ... Views: 1640
See I have these adoption yahoo’s who sit at a table in my head and when I get tired, run down or just having a plain old bad day - they start to chatter like squirrels in an argument over nuts. No, it is not schizophrenia – thank you very much. It is more like a bunch of people arguing their ... Views: 1423
Lately I have been energetically hounded by two V words: Victim and Value.
For many years I blamed being adopted for my DNA makeup. My eyes are brown…because I am adopted. I react like that…because I am adopted. I attract people like that…because I am adopted. I am not financial ... Views: 1170