Let me all start my telling you that my name is Carol. When i was 21 i gave up my daughter. She was born in April 1988. Her father left me before I found out I was pregnant. After i told him he just didn't care. I gave her up so she could have a better home. It been 19 years now and there isn't a day that i don't think about her and not knowing what she looks like. I go through the pain of it every day. Part of me want to find her but another part says no because I'm afraid of what she might say to me. I'm so emotionally distressed over this. I need advice and help on what to do. I have been searching for her trying to find her and getting disappointed every time. I possible located her grand parents but not sure if it them. What am I to do. It is scaring me and had affected my life. I blame myself for what i did. I didn't think i could be a good single mom at that age.
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