Did your reunion manufacture you have a feeling?
"whole" or did it just add more to your life?
Do you presume a person's adoption experience has anything to do with a person sentiment like something is missing or feeling 'complete' as their own person?
Me -- I thought finding my soulmate would trade name me feel whole or having children would do it. I don't enjoy kids yet, but I have this feeling that isn't going to do it any.
If you felt like something was 'missing' and you have a bad reunion, how did you feel afterwards?
It really did clear me feel "whole". It made me feel like I be a real person, as strange as that sounds. Having my own children helped some, because they enjoy the same traits as I do, but it was much better once I found my first family.
I very soon feel "grounded". I know where I get my like and dislikes from, my talents from...I know so much more about myself.
My reunion is far from perfect, but I would not trade knowing what I know around my natural family for anything. As cheesy as it sounds, I feel completed. Source(s): person in reunion
I don't think I feel like I needed to be made whole. I think congregation her has filled in the colors so to speak. You know when you see different stages of an artist's work and some are not completely finished next to their full color? I feel like that. Like it has added more depth and dimension to who I am as a party. I understand myself more. Some of my traits and behaviors are put into context. I never felt like something be missing. I think I just felt close to I couldn't fully understand what was there. My instruction booklet was missing. Meeting her has given me a lot of direction and clarity. I consistency very fortunate that it has gone so well.
My daughter once told me..that through her life she felt a module of her was missing..She told me that 'part' was me.
At the time I found her she was married next to 2 children of her own. And a very close relationship with her aparents.and she still does.
When I met my first mom I finally felt whole. I feel like the missing peice of my heart had finally been found.
I enjoy spent a week getting to know my brother (he leaves tomorrow) and I feel like knowing him and my sisters have added to my enthusiasm. Each of my siblings added a new and wonderful piece to my world.
All of my reunions have been apt ones.
I presently view my experience as a quest for finding the Holy Jayz. :o)
My re-union with my sisters helped me to become more centre or grounded in life. I no longer felt stuck within the dark. The sense of loss I had felt adjectives my life largely vanished. I discovered who I was and gained an extended family unit that I wasn't really seeking. My sisters, nephews and niece have greatly enhanced my life and I've hopefully enhanced theirs. We may have missed out growing up together, but we in a minute have all the time in the world to kind it up.
There is a wonderful feeling you can get when you see group photos of your natural relations and see how very well you really blend in. Now you are no longer the ugly duckling or the that lost face within a sea of similar faces as you are in your adopt family.
My re-union with my first mum was horribly wrong from the start. She wasnt positive about her "little secret" resurfacing, but she didnt make that clear until later. Now that I really feel about it I wasn't angry or bitter with her, I was totally crushed. It be like a part of me had died and would forever be trapped surrounded by the darkness. But a few months later I woke up and realised that I hadn't lost a thing; it be the rejection that hurt me the most. Not only did she reject me she also rejected her two other children (my sisters) that she gave up for adoption. She lost three wonderful people for a second time, but this time its for perfect.
I think I said in another post. Some chapters hold finished. Some chapters are just beginning. Some chapter I'm still progressing through. While some chapter will remain un-opened and covered in dust. It was something I had too do and at hand are no regrets. I've gained more than I have lost. Source(s): a male adoptee who have been in re-union for about 15 years.
It helped me finding my son . wasn't able to agree as that's what my parents wanted and by the time I met my husband I couldn't as I was too scared to overt up emotionally.
I missed out on him growing up but at least I know he's alive, well and we've been competent to work on our relationship. It's still hard at times but I don't regret reunion.
Finding my mother is the biggest regret of my life! I thought I would fill "complete" but in adjectives honesty I felt worse I stayed in contact with my mother for a few years...met my grandmother..I thought it would carry better in time.I came out of the situation worse than when I went into it! They be both horrible to me and would say the nastiest things about my adoptive mother...on my wedding year she and my grandmother started so much bs...so I broke all ties with them at that point.when I got pregnant she found out through the grapevine and tired to slap "august parents" rights on me ...of course the judge laughed her out of the court room but It be just another little reminder of how lucky I was to be adopted ...but suitable did come out of the issue I have a little brother who is 16 and my husband and I are now his reasonably guardians since she clearly has no rights to be a mother to anyone!
It did both, actually. It did donate me a sense of whole-ness and a feeling that I could 'see' myself -- fully -- like parts of me had be blocked from my view before reunion. I also felt that, for the first time, I be allowed to look at the 'blueprints' of myself, if you will. (I guess that comes from being raised by an architect. LOL) What was most transfixing to me was being able to see myself surrounded by multiple generations and in some family member who have passed on (had before reunion).
I was amazed to have nightmares that I had not expected to see. Even though I have no idea *why* I didn't, I have not expected to have the same mannerisms as my mom. I did though... boy howdy, did I! The first time we met, it be just the two of us. We 'ran away' together (met in the middle) so we respectively have the other all to ourselves. When we had dinner together the first dark, we sat and giggled (to some odd and curious stares) because we did EVERYTHING indistinguishable -- ate, drank, leaned, gesture while speaking, -- EVERYTHING.
I also discovered why my non-ID says some of the things it does. I had be baffled by it since I received it (8 years prior) because it included some 'predictions', if you will, about how I *might* look or what I *might* be interested in. My mom was competent to fill in a lot of those blanks, although she be somewhat dismayed to see how inaccurate it was and how much of the info she had given the agency be... ahem... left out.
I can't speak to the 'kid' thing (I don't have any either) or the 'discouraging reunion' thing as, happily, I don't have one of those.
I do come up with that one's adoption experience *can* contribute to a feeling of emptiness or that something is missing -- or the lack of those atmosphere -- but I think it would be a stretch to try to make any kind of direct or even partial correlation. People's personality are too different and too complex for there to be any kind of 'rule' about it.
The entity that I am -- I never expected anything OTHER THAN reunion to help me feel whole or complete. I know from the beginning where the problem was and what the solution would be. I also know that there was no 'substitute' for that solution... for me. Source(s): 36 year old reunited adoptee.
Answers: I felt approaching a bird who was able to fly again.
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Do you presume a person's adoption experience has anything to do with a person sentiment like something is missing or feeling 'complete' as their own person?
Me -- I thought finding my soulmate would trade name me feel whole or having children would do it. I don't enjoy kids yet, but I have this feeling that isn't going to do it any.
If you felt like something was 'missing' and you have a bad reunion, how did you feel afterwards?
It really did clear me feel "whole". It made me feel like I be a real person, as strange as that sounds. Having my own children helped some, because they enjoy the same traits as I do, but it was much better once I found my first family.
I very soon feel "grounded". I know where I get my like and dislikes from, my talents from...I know so much more about myself.
My reunion is far from perfect, but I would not trade knowing what I know around my natural family for anything. As cheesy as it sounds, I feel completed. Source(s): person in reunion
I don't think I feel like I needed to be made whole. I think congregation her has filled in the colors so to speak. You know when you see different stages of an artist's work and some are not completely finished next to their full color? I feel like that. Like it has added more depth and dimension to who I am as a party. I understand myself more. Some of my traits and behaviors are put into context. I never felt like something be missing. I think I just felt close to I couldn't fully understand what was there. My instruction booklet was missing. Meeting her has given me a lot of direction and clarity. I consistency very fortunate that it has gone so well.
My daughter once told me..that through her life she felt a module of her was missing..She told me that 'part' was me.
At the time I found her she was married next to 2 children of her own. And a very close relationship with her aparents.and she still does.
When I met my first mom I finally felt whole. I feel like the missing peice of my heart had finally been found.
I enjoy spent a week getting to know my brother (he leaves tomorrow) and I feel like knowing him and my sisters have added to my enthusiasm. Each of my siblings added a new and wonderful piece to my world.
All of my reunions have been apt ones.
I presently view my experience as a quest for finding the Holy Jayz. :o)
My re-union with my sisters helped me to become more centre or grounded in life. I no longer felt stuck within the dark. The sense of loss I had felt adjectives my life largely vanished. I discovered who I was and gained an extended family unit that I wasn't really seeking. My sisters, nephews and niece have greatly enhanced my life and I've hopefully enhanced theirs. We may have missed out growing up together, but we in a minute have all the time in the world to kind it up.
There is a wonderful feeling you can get when you see group photos of your natural relations and see how very well you really blend in. Now you are no longer the ugly duckling or the that lost face within a sea of similar faces as you are in your adopt family.
My re-union with my first mum was horribly wrong from the start. She wasnt positive about her "little secret" resurfacing, but she didnt make that clear until later. Now that I really feel about it I wasn't angry or bitter with her, I was totally crushed. It be like a part of me had died and would forever be trapped surrounded by the darkness. But a few months later I woke up and realised that I hadn't lost a thing; it be the rejection that hurt me the most. Not only did she reject me she also rejected her two other children (my sisters) that she gave up for adoption. She lost three wonderful people for a second time, but this time its for perfect.
I think I said in another post. Some chapters hold finished. Some chapters are just beginning. Some chapter I'm still progressing through. While some chapter will remain un-opened and covered in dust. It was something I had too do and at hand are no regrets. I've gained more than I have lost. Source(s): a male adoptee who have been in re-union for about 15 years.
It helped me finding my son . wasn't able to agree as that's what my parents wanted and by the time I met my husband I couldn't as I was too scared to overt up emotionally.
I missed out on him growing up but at least I know he's alive, well and we've been competent to work on our relationship. It's still hard at times but I don't regret reunion.
Finding my mother is the biggest regret of my life! I thought I would fill "complete" but in adjectives honesty I felt worse I stayed in contact with my mother for a few years...met my grandmother..I thought it would carry better in time.I came out of the situation worse than when I went into it! They be both horrible to me and would say the nastiest things about my adoptive mother...on my wedding year she and my grandmother started so much bs...so I broke all ties with them at that point.when I got pregnant she found out through the grapevine and tired to slap "august parents" rights on me ...of course the judge laughed her out of the court room but It be just another little reminder of how lucky I was to be adopted ...but suitable did come out of the issue I have a little brother who is 16 and my husband and I are now his reasonably guardians since she clearly has no rights to be a mother to anyone!
It did both, actually. It did donate me a sense of whole-ness and a feeling that I could 'see' myself -- fully -- like parts of me had be blocked from my view before reunion. I also felt that, for the first time, I be allowed to look at the 'blueprints' of myself, if you will. (I guess that comes from being raised by an architect. LOL) What was most transfixing to me was being able to see myself surrounded by multiple generations and in some family member who have passed on (had before reunion).
I was amazed to have nightmares that I had not expected to see. Even though I have no idea *why* I didn't, I have not expected to have the same mannerisms as my mom. I did though... boy howdy, did I! The first time we met, it be just the two of us. We 'ran away' together (met in the middle) so we respectively have the other all to ourselves. When we had dinner together the first dark, we sat and giggled (to some odd and curious stares) because we did EVERYTHING indistinguishable -- ate, drank, leaned, gesture while speaking, -- EVERYTHING.
I also discovered why my non-ID says some of the things it does. I had be baffled by it since I received it (8 years prior) because it included some 'predictions', if you will, about how I *might* look or what I *might* be interested in. My mom was competent to fill in a lot of those blanks, although she be somewhat dismayed to see how inaccurate it was and how much of the info she had given the agency be... ahem... left out.
I can't speak to the 'kid' thing (I don't have any either) or the 'discouraging reunion' thing as, happily, I don't have one of those.
I do come up with that one's adoption experience *can* contribute to a feeling of emptiness or that something is missing -- or the lack of those atmosphere -- but I think it would be a stretch to try to make any kind of direct or even partial correlation. People's personality are too different and too complex for there to be any kind of 'rule' about it.
The entity that I am -- I never expected anything OTHER THAN reunion to help me feel whole or complete. I know from the beginning where the problem was and what the solution would be. I also know that there was no 'substitute' for that solution... for me. Source(s): 36 year old reunited adoptee.
Answers: I felt approaching a bird who was able to fly again.
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