I was adopted as a baby, around 6 months old. I was fortunate to be adopted into a loving home with parents who provided everything we needed and a lot of what we wanted. Even with all that they have provided, there are pieces that feel incomplete. I can't explain it and I feel quilty.
I have attempted to obtain more information, but I run into dead ends. The adoption was a closed adoption. I've contacted the agency a few years back and updated them with my contact information so that if my birth parents ever searched for me, they could easily find me.
I went through our state adoption registry but was provided no information, said it was a closed adoption, required a court order to get information.
Part of me fears being rejected, again. Maybe they don't want to be found?
i even did the 23andme hoping to find some connections, I got nothing. (Well lots of connections but mostly 3-5th cousins)
I don't know how much more I am willing to go.
I am trying to be discrete about it too, I fear hurting my adoptive parents. I love them and I am grateful for all they have done for me, I don't want them to think they did something wrong for me to seek them out.
I just need closure and I really want to know what they look like and if I have any siblings.....
anyone else have similar experiences? Did you find them? Do you regret it? Or are you glad?
How did you find them? How did yiur adoptive parents react?
Buried alive - this is exactly how I feel. The person whom I married to took away from me every single happiness and pleasure of my life: no sex, no talking, no affection, no embrace, no smile, no attention, no touch, no love. What's between us? Just the vaccum!