Showing posts with label denial. Show all posts
Showing posts with label denial. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Diving Back In

I've gotten away from my adoption related reading lately.  I ordered a bunch of books, got them, and then my reunion came crashing to a halt back in December.  I put the books away in the back of my closet, and put them out of my mind.  Lately I've found some spare time and things are going a lot better.  I think I'm ready to try another book.  I loved Lost and Found by Betty J. Lifton, so I decided to give Journey of an Adopted Self a shot.  So far I'm loving it!

I think that reading books about adoption while in the right frame of mind is a great exercise.  For me, reading Lost and Found was like a light bulb going off.  All of these complex things that I felt were right there in black and white text published in a book!  I saw my history written for me in a way that I could understand and now verbalize.  And there were things in that book that I didn't identify with either.  No two adoptees are the same though so that made a lot of sense to me too.

Reading that book helped me so much.  It was the right time for me to read it though.  I was going through my reunion and saw how things could end badly after my first mother pulled back.  The fantasy was gone and I was ready to accept the truth, rather than this idea I had built in my head about what adoption is.  I was ready to hear some of the cons.  I'd been working towards that for a while and this book was the final push to make my views more realistic.

When my reunion with my first father was going well, I read those books because it was important for me to understand what was happening in my life.  I'd read that it was nearly impossible to find a good councilor versed in adoption issues.  So it was a way to see from an outside some of the things that were going on in my head.  It helped me so much and it's hard to put into words what it felt like to realize that I was normal.  Well, normal for an adoptee ;-)

Once things fell apart, I couldn't deal with the adoption stuff anymore.  I was still posting here, but it was really hard.  I really struggled back in December.  I was depressed, started battling an eating disorder, and really struggled with the point of it all.  It was a dark time for me.  I had to put everything aside and try to move on with my life.  It wasn't easy.  In January, I made a vow to myself to get better and I started working hard at it.  I stood up for myself with my first father and decided that I was going to take control of my own life.

I made some key decisions and slowly started to pull myself out of the ditch I had found myself in.  It was one of the hardest things I've done in a while, but I got through it.  I finally feel like the bulk of that drama is behind me and I'm ready to move forward.  I'm so much happier these days and I love feeling this way.  I've gained nearly five pounds, which is huge for me.  Things aren't perfect, but they never will be.

Perhaps before I was a bit too obsessive over all this stuff.  Now, I'm at a place where my adoption stuff fits into my life as it should.  It's a major part of my life.  There's no getting away from that.  Just like being a woman is a huge part of my life, or being an engineer.  Adoption will always be a part of who I am.  I can't change that.  But I can embrace it.  That being said, I don't want it to be my whole life.  I think I'm starting to find a good balance for everything.  So I'm going to read this book and see what happens.  I'm liking it so far and I hope to have a review up soon.

Friday, November 4, 2011

Drama in Adoptoland

Great post by Von today, as well as several others. In case you missed it, there's been a lot of drama the last few days after an adoptive mother posted a picture of her Asian daughter pulling her eyes back.  Several adoptees, including Von and Mei-Ling, went over to try to respectfully point out how that might be raciest and offensive.  They were told to "take a chill pill" and that the gesture was "cute".  There are some great posts out there who say it better than I would, including:

Once Was Von: Twenty Fun Things To Do With Adoptees: pose your adoptee using a racist gesture which is against her race, make sure you photograph her and post on an open blog and collect commen...

Exile of Xingnan: Being Nice Just Doesn't Work: Suffice to say, I’m exhausted by this. Not just the racist post, but because of the comments going on over at Joy’s blog about the racist post. Someone wrote: If you would just be nice, people would listen to you.

Joy's Division: Adoptive Parents and Moral Imperative: I know you don’t want to hear this, but there is no getting around that I am simply right about this issue in re: the picture of the young girl posted on the internet by her adopter-woman....

iAdoptee: The Ugly American is alive and well: Much chatter has been sparked within the adoptee community this week over a photo that an adoptive mother posted to her blog. The photo features a very young Asian girl using her fingers to pull her eyes back making them appear slanted. The Caucasian adoptive mother captioned the photo with the words "She did this... and then asked 'Mommy, do I look Chinese?'"

Marginal Perspectives: Hubris: I feel as though I cannot escape the hubris of so many pathetic people at the moment. It is horrible and haunting. At the best of times, you...

If I forgot any, please leave them in the comments section!


Saturday, October 8, 2011

Story time!

Castle in my Imagination
I had an entire post typed out and I deleted the entire thing.  I changed my mind about posting yet another post about my crazy life.  Instead, I'm going to post something silly.  Here's a story I wrote just for you!

Once upon a time in a land far far away, there lived a princess.  She liked doing all the things that other princesses liked to do like hosting tea parties for State Diplomats and dancing with handsome princes at all the balls.  She was pretty like princesses ought to be and loved her parents (the king and queen) like a devoted daughter should.  Her life was perfect.  She even had a white horse that was as pure as she was.

Then one day she woke up, and she wasn't in her princess bed.  She was in a normal house wearing normal clothes.  There was nobody there to make her breakfast, nobody there to help her get dressed, and nobody there to drive her where she needed to go.

"Where am I?  What is this horrid place?" she thought to herself as she ventured out of the room.  Her parents were there, but they weren't the king and queen anymore.  In fact, they were hard working middle class people who needed to get to work in order to put food on the table.

"What am I supposed to do all day?" she asked her mother as she was leaving to pick up an extra shift.

"Homework" said her mother, after quickly kissing her on the forehead and then ran out the door to drive off in a beat up used car.

The princess started to cry.  What happened to her wonderful life?  What happened to her rich and fancy things?  Her tears started to form a pool on the floor and her face was soon reflected back at her.  She looked the same, just without the fancy dresses and sans tiara.

Suddenly the water started to shift and a magical being came out from the depths of the pool.  It was the most beautiful creature the princess had ever seen!  Here, she thought, was the answer to her problems.  This magical being would fix things for her in no time because she was a princess and was owed these things.

The small fairy opened her mouth to speak as the princess waited with hopeful eyes.  The words reverberated throughout the entire two bedroom house.

"Welcome to the real world hon!"

The end.

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

"I'll lose my job"

This post has been moved to http://insertbadmovietitlehere.wordpress.com/2011/02/15/ill-lose-my-job/ because it has some person details about my first parents.  Email me at insertbadmovietitlehere@gmail.com.com for the password.