THIS. Same exact thing. I’ve lost more friends in the past year (summer to summer) than I have in my entire life. And you know what? I’m fine with it. Because I was fake (unintentionally; I just didn’t know who I really was) and they were fake (for whatever reason) and couldn’t handle the bluntness of the truths I started speaking. Adoption and narcissistic abuse are both traumatic on their own. I got both, oddly as do many adoptees apparently. I write to discover who I am and I publish it on my blog and in here because it helps me, and because it helps other people sometimes. I think that’s valuable. Hearing other people’s stories has helped me immensely. If I can do the same, and help myself along the way, I can live happy.