Being Privately Adopted is like being

BEING PRIVATELY ADOPTED IS LIKE BEING:

In a love triangle. The one you see is the one who showed up. The one you love is the one who did not. And that is such a shitty place to put a child. For it makes them have to choose. What the hell? I am supposed to choose?

Why do we put children so young in the position to have to maneuver such terrain?

 

I OFFICIALLY CHOOSE BOTH!

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