It’s weird for me because I don’t feel grief or hurt over my adoption but I’ve found that so many others here do. I was adopted at birth and I am extraordinarily lucky to have been adopted into a family that loves me and I love them. I don’t feel abandoned because my bio mom had me at 17, my bio dad was 16 and my birth mom had no access to abortion. I don’t have any bitterness toward her and I’m the first to defend her because I would’ve done the exact same thing if I was in her shoes. Even when I found out I was adopted my feelings didn’t change about my family I just had a few curious thoughts. The only reason I ever even met my birth mother is because she reached out and wanted to meet. Having met my birth mom and sibling it honestly just feels like meeting distant cousins. I just figured I’d share my thoughts a bit and maybe see if anyone relates?

(I’m not a writer so I’m sorry if this is written like word salad lol.)