Indian Late Discovery Adoptee

"Adoptees lose so much in the name of adoption - we are born into the expectation of sacrificing who we are and where we come from in order to fit in." - Ferera Swan "Every adopted person is a story. Ignore the story, and you ignore the person. Tell your story. Research the details. Be relentless. Beginnings matter - without them none of us would exist." - Anne Heffron As long as I can remember, looking in the mirror has often been hard. Not to say that it caused me a great deal of pain, but every now and then, it was just confussing. I would study the details of my face and wonder who I resembled. I never saw my "mother" in me, and I could never quite see my "father". Occasionally a friend or someone I meet would see a family picture I'd share and they mention that I look somewhat like my "father". But I couldn't quite see it. Now that I know I'm adopted, I look at the mirror, and I don't know who is loo

Where are you from? For most people it's the place they grew up in, maybe even the place they were born. For others, it's where their family is from. Really, it's all about your roots. Where you lay the foundation that makes you the person that you are. I have been fortunate enough to have lived in a few countries. I've lived a year and a half in South Korea, five years in Indonesia, eleven years in India, and the rest of the time, and the gaps between those countries has been various states in America. So, for me, being asked "Where are you from?" has always been a tricky question to answer. Because we moved around so much, I never really felt like I belonged to a place. That being said, my response has typically been, I'm from all over. I couldn't really say I'm from where my family is, because we were, and still are scattered all across the globe. Growing up as a brown person in the United States however changes things. When people ask w