Gotcha Day

Yeah. I hate it. I mean no offense to my friends who use the term, but as an adult adoptee who has gone through the adoptee fog (is still emerging), I have to say I find it tactless, insensitive, childish, and rude. It makes me, personally, feel like I'm a thing that was obtained. Gotten.... Continue Reading →

Drawing Boundaries

This is so true. For everyone, but I'm speaking specifically for coming out of the fog of adoption and narcissistic abuse. I've been setting boundaries since my mom died almost three years ago, and have been slowly setting more and more as I discover my true self and what I'm unwilling to tolerate. People who... Continue Reading →

Reading “The Primal Wound”

I have always been open about my adoption, as has my mom. Though perhaps I have been more so. However, I never explored my feelings about it or the psychology of an adoptee because it has been drilled into me, as it has for other adoptees and the rest of society, that it doesn't matter... Continue Reading →

“Speechless”

Jasmine's new song "Speechless" in the live action Aladdin speaks to me so, SO much as an adoptee, as a victim of parental narcissistic abuse, as a woman, as a child of a rich man. I've been listening to all three versions nonstop (there are part 1 and part 2 from the movie, and Naomi... Continue Reading →

Welcome!

Hi, everyone! Welcome to my head. I hope it doesn't scare you off. I've been writing a blog on and off for a year on Wix but decided to move here due to a friend's suggestion, and changes Wix made that I dislike. I'll be moving my older blog posts over here and writing a... Continue Reading →

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