I have so much to say at times I feel. I feel I could just talk nonstop, but then I feel I just want to be heard. I recently came to know that I was adopted. Saying this I am not saying that my adoptive parents are bad infact they are so great. At times I use to feel like wow it is like so good to be true. In the sense that they have sacrificed so much in their lives which not even your own birth parents would do. The world now is just so selfish that they think about their good first before thinking about the rest. I am not saying everyone is that there are some good souls and I salute them. No one is perfect in this world. We all have our secrets, fears, regrets etc.
At times I use to feel so jealous of people who have siblings and I use to feel gosh I so wish I had one. My world would have been so different. Now when I say different it means that few decisions or few things which I could have asked someone before taking them or those times when I just wanted to cry on someones shoulder or at times when that other person knew how i felt even if I lied. I wonder is it that I am asking for too much or thinking too much and do these things really happen in the real world or just in the movie world. I am excited as I am going to find out about my siblings. At the same time I am scared that what if this search leads to just a no through road. I want to know the truth but at the same time I am just anxious, but I guess I have to try. I don’t want to feel that I didn’t try instead atleast I did my part. Hoping for the best. I hope technology will help me to find him or her and I am going to do a DNA test and connect with ancestry. Hoping for the best.
Hope they accept me, I will.