Feb 20, 2025
As an adopted person, EVERYONE wanted me to find my "real mom." I hated it! I had to repeat, "I have a mom. She is real. I love her," until I couldn't feel my face anymore, but people just couldn't accept that. It was bizarre.
As an adopted person, EVERYONE wanted me to find my "real mom." I hated it! I had to repeat, "I have a mom. She is real. I love her," until I couldn't feel my face anymore, but people just couldn't accept that. It was bizarre.
LGBTQIA+ marketer, storyteller, and woman with a box cutter in her pocket