Just watched an interesting episode of Law and Order: SVU where a daughter of a woman who was raped got back in touch with her mom, helped catch the rapist, and made her feel better about her guilt
I don’t know…it just makes me feel icky…
I try not to think about it much, but it gets to me when I think of my birth mother….and how I know she was mentally ill….and that I am the product of her unfortunate event.
Is it wrong for me to feel scared to find her? Is it wrong for me to feel like my life sucks because no one will ever want to be friends with a someone who, from birth, was unwanted? Is it wrong for me to hate not knowing anything about my real father?
I’ve been thinking about this more and more recently, and I really don’t understand how to feel.
I’ve always been and felt unwanted and turned down….forgotten and wasted.
Is my life wrong?