The Misery of a Day In Your Adopted Child Life
Because we are adopted, we did not choose to be the school's stigma adopted child, we did not choose our adoptive family and we did not choose the pain, grief Isolation and freakishness of our defense mechanism coping with non-biological relationships. I was adopted to replace a family's still born child and rejection was the most common type of relationship I was allowed to suffer. Everyone introduced to the adopted child not just a child, only feels piety, shame and the best way they cope with their own shame toward adoption is to recite the token "You are Lucky vomitous diatribe. If the stranger feels so uncomfortable meeting an abandoned at birth child adopted child, think about the family that is stuck living day to day with someone else's biological child and their growing intolerance as the child morphs from a cute baby into the stranger's look-a-like child.
The normal repulsion felt by adoptive mothers who feel they have missed out in life, by adding one more child-care duties to their busy self serving lives. Adopted children are treated and raised differently by adoptive caregivers, who treat their own biological offspring special, unconditional and the biological offspring have permission to be themselves, as adoptee's can become anyone but their biological self. Adoptee's like the court jester exists to serve the queen. To serve her wants, wishes, demands and desires. We sacrifice our personality's to serve her demanding nature as the day when she demanded a baby to save her life. The queen mother keeps us on a short leash to be at the ready if she feels charitable, we are there to accept and embrace her anger or scowl. Born, abandoned, and adopted to be the receptacles of her rage. The adoptive mother has trained us early with fear conditioning, To live in constant fear of her anger., To accept any shred of negative or positive attention scraps that she might throw at us, like dogs., Or strike us in the face with the hand bearing all of her disgust, regret and intolerance of us. We wait in silence for a sign, a signal or the obvious verbal threats to submit to our domination and control as we are nothing without our pure-bred masters.