The Emotional Impact of Discovering You’re Adopted

In an advent that someone discovers they were adopted and not a biological child to their parents, it's usually going to be a painful pill to swallow, as it might go on to arose loads of questions and possibly a disappointment feeling. I won't say it's betraying because for parents to hide such information from a child, one of the reasons is to most like not make them feel like an outsider. Although relating the same to myself, I can't help but wonder how I'll handle such a revelation, but in this article, I'll talk about it extensively.

So the thing is, the only parent and siblings I've known right from when I can differentiate between my rights and my left are my current parents, and although they've made some decisions that I'll say might have made me end up saying no wonder they had allowed some occurrence in the past, if I'm being truthful to myself, then I'll know for a fact deep within me that these people loved me and have done everything within their capabilities to fend for me in every way possible, just as they did with my siblings.

But in the advent that I realized I'm the odd one among my current family, I'll feel like an outsider, I'll have questions about how I ended up in their home, who my actual parents are, and what happened that led to them leaving me to be nultured by someone else entirely, but one thing is certain, and it's the fact that despite how disheartening this revelation can be, it's worth noting that I won't be one bit angry with these people who I've come to know as my family.

And the reason is because they've not treated me like I'm an outsider amongst my siblings or made me lack any basis needs that they can afford to give to my siblings, so getting angry with them is absolutely out of the question, and instead I'll give them a big hug for all they've done. even though I know the new revelation will open a portal of quest for me to go in search of my actual parents, with a mindset of trying to at least know them and find out why I was cast out, or paraventure, they had died, and that's why I ended up with my current family, who had adopted me, so I won't have to suffer like most orphans do.

In fact, I've no right to be angry with my immediate family; if paraventure I want to be angry, then it should be towards my actual parents, but to these ones who I've known all my life, I just have to be grateful, and neither will I question why they never told me I was adopted. I mean, even though I won't tell a child I adopted him or her paraventure, I will adopt a child in the near future. I've come to believe that saying such to a child will hurt them in a way and might also create mental health issues for them as they begin to ponder on the issue and how they came to be adopted.

So in a nutshell, like I've stated above, I won't be angry with my parents, nor will I hold grudges against them for not telling me, but for the first time in my life, I'll feel out of place in that family and would begin the quest of looking for my actual parents or asking about them to know what and what led to me being adopted, what happened to my parents, and many more to mention, but regardless of my findings, I'll also still see and regard my current parents and siblings as my actual family, because they're all I've known since inception.

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