The problem with a mental illness being derived by a set of certain symptoms, is that divergence from the norm is defined subjectively.
Not A Blank Slate, The Secret Life of The Unborn Child
The mother’s experience of pregnancy, whether a happy or an unhappy one, wanted or unwanted, is also directly passed down to the foetus.
Black Market Baby
They felt like they kidnapped me, which honestly is what I felt like from an early age, before I even knew I was adopted.
What Adoptees Need to Know About Pre-Verbal Stress
It’s called a hostile environment. But hostile doesn’t necessarily mean abusive. Adoptive parents can be nurturing, but they are still strangers.
Destined to be a Burden
It seems impossible to me now that I shouldn’t have known this. Yet I didn’t ever, ever consider the label C-PTSD, despite overwhelming evidence.
Square Peg, Round hole
I didn’t feel odd, or unconventional. I fit. I felt like this was my family, my tribe, with all its weird and wonderful troubles and joys.
Huffpo | 5 Hard Truths About Adoption, Adoptive Parents don’t want to Hear
Adoptees. We’re overrepresented in mental health settings, often at two-and-a-half to six times the rate of non-adopted children.
When To Call it Quits With Your Toxic Mother
You’ve felt it your entire life, that there’s something wrong with the world. You don’t know what it is, but its there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.
We Are The Ugly Ducklings
But there is one aspect of identity which will never be properly resolved.I look like no-one I know…not even me. Because who is “me”?
What it’s Like to be a 24 year Old Alcoholic
It’s not what I know I’ve done. But what I don’t know I’ve done. Yawning black holes of nothingness taunt me with their awful possibilities.
Family Is What You Make It
My family was not one I was born to, it was one I made and continue to make on a daily basis. My family is a group of people who I trust and whose support I use to empower myself to grow in this world. I have relatives of course, but they are not who I consider my family.
Is Adoption “Need” At First Sight?
It was need at first sight for both of us. We needed each other. I needed to be taken care of. My adoptive mother needed a baby to heal her wounds.
How Maternal Narcissism Destroyed my Sense of Self
It’s what they call a spectrum disorder. And until I knew this, I couldn’t bring myself to admit that there might have been something wrong with her.