To Feel Adopted

"My mom never made me feel adopted. My dad did," I told my therapist in today's session. It put a lot of things into perspective for me in the minuscule span of a few seconds. 'Adopted' as a feeling is profoundly complex. Even in the absolute best of situations, an adoptee will feel 'adopted' at... Continue Reading →

We Are Adoptees.

HEY, YOU. Yes, YOU. All of you non-adopted people. None of you know what it's like to be adopted. No one expects you to, either. You can't possibly understand fully because you are not adopted. However, there are a few things I would like to address, and hopefully clear up.You don't know what it feels... Continue Reading →

Reading “The Primal Wound”

I have always been open about my adoption, as has my mom. Though perhaps I have been more so. However, I never explored my feelings about it or the psychology of an adoptee because it has been drilled into me, as it has for other adoptees and the rest of society, that it doesn't matter... Continue Reading →

“Speechless”

Jasmine's new song "Speechless" in the live action Aladdin speaks to me so, SO much as an adoptee, as a victim of narcissistic abuse, as a woman, as a child of a rich man. I've been listening to all three versions nonstop (there are part 1 and part 2 from the movie, and Naomi Scott's... Continue Reading →

Welcome!

Hi, everyone! Welcome to my head. I hope it doesn't scare you off. I've been writing a blog on and off for a year on Wix but decided to move here due to a friend's suggestion, and changes Wix made that I dislike. I'll be moving my older blog posts over here and writing a... Continue Reading →

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