Lately, everytime I’m reminded that I’m adopted, it bothers me a lot.

It never used to. I’m confused and curious about where I came from. And the thing that bothers me the most, is that nobody can tell me I’m not a mistake. Because I was a mistake. I wasn’t wanted or loved. As far as I know.
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3 comments:

  1. Chriss28 October 2010 at 09:01

    You are wanted. And loved. You don't need parents to tell you that, strangers are always the best for this kinda thing... Trust me. Stranger.

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  2. C.R.28 October 2010 at 10:12

    Nawww, this actually made me feel a bit better. Thank you, stranger.

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  3. Chriss28 October 2010 at 13:37

    (:

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