So, I'm 32 years old, and I've known my whole life that I was adopted, but until the other day I knew nothing about where I came from, nothing about my biological mother or family, no names or anything.
Through some searching on my wife's part, we were able to find some people who had adopted my mother when she was about 14, which is when she was pregnant with me. She was only there for a couple of years before she ran away to her previous family.
These adoptive sisters of hers told me all these horror stories about what a psycho she was, and how she tortured and molested them as children.
They're going to send me pics of her, which I'm really excited about, because I've always wondered what she looked like.
Apparently the whole family is fucked up. There were 14 siblings, and all of them that I've located or found out about are just really, really messed up. One's just been arrested for molesting his girlfriend's daughter from the ages of 9-15, and, with her mother's help, running a paid subscription website with over half a million images of this girl being abused.
Another one was a prostitute.
Still, after finding all of these people, no one seems to know what became of my mother. I'd still like to know, even if she's all fucked up. I don't really care. I just want to satisfy my curiosity and get some closure.
So it's been a whirlwind week for me, finding out all kinds of stuff about which I previously knew zilch.
I did find a cousin who's a really nice kid, and we've been talking on Facebook. It's the first time I've ever seen pictures of any kind of blood relative of mine. It's so strange to look at him and see the family resemblance. He's about ten years younger than me, so it's not as strong now, but here's a pic of me as a teenager and one of him now:
me
him
Anyway, he was really excited because I'd located his dad, who his mother's been trying to track down for years for back child support. The dad's a total douchebag, but like me, he just wanted some answers.
Through some searching on my wife's part, we were able to find some people who had adopted my mother when she was about 14, which is when she was pregnant with me. She was only there for a couple of years before she ran away to her previous family.
These adoptive sisters of hers told me all these horror stories about what a psycho she was, and how she tortured and molested them as children.
They're going to send me pics of her, which I'm really excited about, because I've always wondered what she looked like.
Apparently the whole family is fucked up. There were 14 siblings, and all of them that I've located or found out about are just really, really messed up. One's just been arrested for molesting his girlfriend's daughter from the ages of 9-15, and, with her mother's help, running a paid subscription website with over half a million images of this girl being abused.
Another one was a prostitute.
Still, after finding all of these people, no one seems to know what became of my mother. I'd still like to know, even if she's all fucked up. I don't really care. I just want to satisfy my curiosity and get some closure.
So it's been a whirlwind week for me, finding out all kinds of stuff about which I previously knew zilch.
I did find a cousin who's a really nice kid, and we've been talking on Facebook. It's the first time I've ever seen pictures of any kind of blood relative of mine. It's so strange to look at him and see the family resemblance. He's about ten years younger than me, so it's not as strong now, but here's a pic of me as a teenager and one of him now:
me
him
Anyway, he was really excited because I'd located his dad, who his mother's been trying to track down for years for back child support. The dad's a total douchebag, but like me, he just wanted some answers.
