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So here’s the thing about adoption and being adopted: it’s a mixed bag.
I was adopted when I was a year and a month old. I’ll elaborate on why over a year went by before I was snatched up by someone in another post, ’cause that’s a whole different arena.
Anyway, once you’re taken in by a family, if the people who adopted you clue you in early on, you basically go through most of your life with two opposing thoughts:
Boy, was I lucky that someone wanted me bad enough to bring me into their...
Published on December 03, 2017 14:15