Out of the Fog, Part 2

Adoption is only good. Adoptees are happy, lucky, thankful, and grateful. Adoption happened so long ago. you were a baby. There's nothing to see here. You're happy with your life, right? You know, except for all the things that hurt?

Not only do adoptees have to deal with more physical manifestations of what happened to them (sensory issues, PTSD, hypervigilance, insecure attachment), but the emotional pain of losing a part of themselves and their birthparents. There's that palpable pressure from society to still pretend that all is well, even when we're dying inside.

But now, there's nothing to prove. We all see that trauma is there. And it likely won't just "go away." Still, I need to make the effort to actually take care of myself.

Self-care, therapy, meditation, getting enough sleep, writing, talking to adoptees who make sense and not to those who don't, not pressuring myself to live in a pretend world to suit someone else's agenda. It's the: where do I go from here? question.