We also need to realize and accept that we cannot control or change other people to be what we may or may not them to be. The only thing we can control is the development of self--even if we might want to change people's opinions, arguments and beliefs that remains outside our human control. I must start to look within myself and accept myself completely as I am. Without thinking that it requires me to change, abandon or compromise on something. If you're not willing to allow me the freedom to be myself than you're not worth my attention, energy or time least not my friendship or any kind of love.
I could have had a daughter or a son already but fortunately the young life was lost before it could be confirmed. Maybe things happens for a reason I was way too young back then not emotionally mature even if my age indicated otherwise. It would have been an abusive relationship too...
Some experts or so called mediums believes that our souls sometimes return back to earth. Sometimes these people and more so a young child are convinced that they had another life before their current one. That they have some some kind of purpose that makes be incarnated and then there are those who goes eve further. And argue that every soul gng their gets to make a concious choice about their parents and in so doing their very life and future.
If that is true I wonder if I really made the concious choice to be born by one set of parents while raised by other people... I'm not sure if that thought comforts me or disturbs me the most... A physic person once told mom claimed that adopted persons have very mature souls, souls that reached the limit in one continent now have no choice but to go on a journey to a different culture. While they say that some also say that it is common that the some souls are reincarnated into the same family...
If tht is true I actually resent myself and wonder why I conciously would have made the choice I made. Because I wish my life was different, more than anything I wish I never would have lost my older sisters. That's the thing I miss the most yet I also know it's probably not possible for me to ever regain that.
My life with my APs has not been bad by no means yet a part of me actually wish I never would have beeen adopted that I wouldn't have had to be separated from the country of my birth and lose it's unique culture. Then I would at least keep my original mother tongue and be raised and aware of a culture and society that I never fully will grasp.
Yet I won't lie mom and I often but heads-last time was just before Christmas I overheard one of my mother's phonecalls I hadn't planned to believe me. I wish I could unhear what I heard...
this almost destroyed our family.... this has saved my family.