How many adoptees out there find out in pinch the relatives you grewup with disliked you more then you realize

Answer 1

My husband's mom was adopted because her parents couldn't have kids and then they went on to have three more kids (I guess they were fertile). She was treated like the bad seed once she entered high school and when she was 16 she had my husband. When he was just a couple of weeks old, she either left him with her parents to raise (the parents' story) or her parents took him (her story). Anyway, they treated my hubby like a prince until he was five when his grandparent's next grandbaby was born. He did not know he was their grandchild. After years of acting up, they blew up at him one day when he was ten and yelled at him that he wasn't theirs and they didn't want him. He was messed up forever at that point, he still has some trouble trusting that I won't leave him like that. I hope nothing like this happened to you, if it did, know that it wasn't you, you were a child, its them. You deserve love and not everyone is like that, most people won't do that to someone else.

Answer 2

I was half-adopted...I guess. Heh. My real dad left my mom and I went I was about 3 months, and then when she met Larry, he legally adopted me. So he has always been Dad. A few years ago, we just kinda had a falling out. He's bipolar and wouldn't take his meds and we just couldn't get a long. My mom ended up divorcing him. Then later she got a restraining order against him for me. When that happened, my younger brothers and sister (his real kids) still went over to his his house for visits. Well, I didn't get to go, obviously. But while he never saw me, he still bad mouthed me in front of my siblings. And when this happened, his ENTIRE side of family just fell off the face of the earth. My brothers' birthdays are close together, so everyone sends their presents and stuff together. Mine and my sister's is close together, so everyone does the same for us. But after this happend, it was like I didn't even exist anymore. It's not like they forgot - my sister got her stuff. She got phone calls and such. Now, my dad and I have patched things up and we're pretty close. But I don't think I can ever care about his side of the family like I did before. Because whether or not my dad was mad at me, they were still my family...and they abandoned me. Sometimes, people are gonna be childish...I'm just gonna try to make sure that it doesn't happen to my kids. And they won't end up like them.