Uncle Spielberg
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I have been on this site for about 100 years now some people like me many do not. Time to be who I am now
You shouldn't worry, you are who you are.I have been on this site for about 100 years now some people like me many do not. Time to be who I am now
My adoptive mother tried to drown me as a child so no they weren’t all amazing mate.Already into this thread isn’t wonderful to read we all had amazing childhoods and wonderful parents, we are truly blessed
I agree, these dont all end up happily. My sister's experience was similar to yours.My adoptive mother tried to drown me as a child so no they weren’t all amazing mate.
I’m glad many were and I really do understand the OP’s feel for closure.
I found both my birth father and mother fairly easily the old man told me to F off and don’t bother asking for any money his first words to me. His poor wife apologised he was clearly an utter ****.
My birth mother was now a well to do sort fair play to her I guess from living in a bedsit with her family in Shoreham with only the gas stove for heat (another story) she also didn’t want to know.
The way I see it now we are strangers with nothing in common, I often dreamt as a kid how wonderful they must be and how exciting my life would be once I’d found them.
Nope both arseholes who wouldn’t give me 5 minutes.
My only advice would be the vision you have in your head could be very far from the reality when you go searching.
It’s an interesting subject I wish now I hadn’t bothered as probably your sister.I agree, these dont all end up happily. My sister's experience was similar to yours.
But every adopted child has the right to answers, even if it is driven purely by curiosity.
Maybe I’m wrong or haven’t read the room quite right. But I’ve also been on here for decades and I’d say you are universally liked and regarded as one of the good guys who wears his heart on his sleeve and has helped out countless people.I have been on this site for about 100 years now some people like me many do not. Time to be who I am now
In my mother’s wardrobe there is a big file on me which i could easily look at but haven’t wanted to, when the inevitable happens with mum my wife has agreed to look through the file on my behalf and decide if there is anything in there that will have any life changing or positive content, what i find fascinating is i have three children all in their 20’s who have blood relatives out there that they don’t even know.It’s an interesting subject I wish now I hadn’t bothered as probably your sister.
It is all curiosity thinking about it logically years later we all nothing but strangers to our birth parents and they are strangers to us.
You think they must wonder about you as you do them yet they are the ones that didn’t fight to keep their own child so the chances are they don’t.
I’ve read a few stories of successful reunions although not many lasted very long.
Here here BN, i’ll second thatMaybe I’m wrong or haven’t read the room quite right. But I’ve also been on here for decades and I’d say you are universally liked and regarded as one of the good guys who wears his heart on his sleeve and has helped out countless people.
Be that people you’ve never met and never will, via the REMF or people you’ve helped to secure a home, through your mortgage broking expertise.
Good luck to you, US
I've been very lucky. My mother was very young and didn't want a baby. But she did always regret it and is a lovely lady. She subsequently had kids and she'd always told them that she'd given a baby away for adoption. So when I got in touch, with no expectations, everything was set for it to be OK. We've been friends for nearly 30 years now.It’s an interesting subject I wish now I hadn’t bothered as probably your sister.
It is all curiosity thinking about it logically years later we all nothing but strangers to our birth parents and they are strangers to us.
You think they must wonder about you as you do them yet they are the ones that didn’t fight to keep their own child so the chances are they don’t.
I’ve read a few stories of successful reunions although not many lasted very long.
And that's a good enough reason for you to look in my opinion. It's not a reflection on your mum and how much you love her.In my mother’s wardrobe there is a big file on me which i could easily look at but haven’t wanted to, when the inevitable happens with mum my wife has agreed to look through the file on my behalf and decide if there is anything in there that will have any life changing or positive content, what i find fascinating is i have three children all in their 20’s who have blood relatives out there that they don’t even know.
Remove this comment if you have anything about you. Total bellend comment.I adopted a cat once - does that count?
I love you, US. Please don't change because of crass things posters may say on NSC pal. I'm too open emotionally on here as well at times but I've always worn my heart on my sleeve in life.I have been on this site for about 100 years now some people like me many do not. Time to be who I am now
Bloody hell. That was a tough read. I hope your life has exceeded the expectations of the hopeless tossers who exemplified all that was shit in society back then, careless prejudice and indifference to those deemed different being standard.I was fostered in November 1971 and adopted in June 1973. To save a long essay, you can have a cup of tea and read about it here. Or not, if you don't want to. An abbreviated piece based on wading through around 150 pages of documentation about my case.
An Unmarketable Child- My Journey To Adoption 1969-1973
Years in the making, this entry contains references to letters, diaries and conversations of the period.queensparkchronicles.wordpress.com
Okay. Your previous post was very interesting and worth folk taking note on how the process of finding a biological parent may not end well. I've chosen not to tell my story, but yours is not uncommon and is very relevant.It’s an interesting subject I wish now I hadn’t bothered as probably your sister.
It is all curiosity thinking about it logically years later we all nothing but strangers to our birth parents and they are strangers to us.
You think they must wonder about you as you do them yet they are the ones that didn’t fight to keep their own child so the chances are they don’t.
I’ve read a few stories of successful reunions although not many lasted very long.