No Genetic Baggage
<p>I don’t have a relationship with my blood family. Some connections were broken by me, and some by them. Either way, it was always for the best, and honestly, I don’t miss any of them, including those who have passed on.</p>
<p>Some children become obsessed with the idea that they may have been adopted. I always knew I was related to the members of my family; there was no doubt about that, but I also felt like I was born into the wrong family. I did not belong<em> </em><strong><em>with</em></strong><em> </em>them<em>. </em>I did not belong<em> </em><strong><em>to</em></strong><em> </em>them<em>.</em></p>
<p>Maybe that’s why I didn’t bear children. Perhaps I didn’t want to pass along genes that never felt like mine. Maybe I was afraid of birthing a child who was more like my family than me. Then, what would I do? It’s one thing to let go of relatives and another to let go of your own child.</p>
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