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Monday, September 9, 2013

There's A Time and Place for Everything


I am a young female adult adoptee and likewise KAD (Korean adoptee).  I have lived a fairly good life depending on how you see it, but I have always felt like there was something missing like I was the odd one out. But my dear mum and dad spoiled me rotten with toys, gifts and love. In all honesty I could not have had a better childhood; my parents did the best they could.

I know it sounds like a cliche that my mum and dad loved me and treated me just as if I were "their own."

That statement is touching yet annoying in so many different ways and levels, but I won't get into that now. For a long time of my rather short life, I felt completely or partially powerless over choices and decisions that other children easily could make. To start, my mum has been especially strict at times when I was a child.  I was not allowed to this or that, even though other children my own age could. When it was time to select a High School programme, I learned that the decision wasn't mine to make either. And for a long time after I resented my parents for depriving me of that legal right, a part of me still does.