its true, though I haven't known my father because my birth mother gatebkocked, when he died and I heard about it, I did start to grieve. recently I have started grieving because what's missing is a family I can call my own as well as my roots. in order to keep myself from breaking, I locked all reason of human value, all senses of empathy and sympathy for others. the question was brought up why don't I want to allow my little 2 year old niece to be around me. she is always wanting to play with me, talk to me but I push her away. I guess its when I look at her, than at her parents, I get angry and jealous. she has a family to call her own, I don't. sure my adopted mom is great but blood is thicker than water. I'm just a half blood of my biological family. I'm just half of a whole. I just don't fit in.
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