Blog highlight-The Unknown Misfit: His Daughter’s Words

 I came across this only couple of weeks ago and immediately liked what I read. Raw, gritty, ‘shooting from the hip’ style of writing, the blogger shares their emotions and thoughts with ‘no holds barred’.

“This is a collaborative effort”

Who Are We?

Adult adoptees who want to speak our entire truth, even when it’s ugly and ungrateful. And also when it’s beautiful and places in between.
This blog is a collaborative effort between adoptees to create a space where we are “allowed” to explore our rage in an environment where we will not be chastised for being ungrateful or fucked up for being really pissed off about our experiences as adoptees.
We wish to create a place where it is safe to present real and raw representations of adopted lives lived. We want to acknowledge that we all have levels and places of love and gratitude within our adoption experiences, but where and when do we truly get to express our rage without judgment? We are interested in building community and healing through creative expression, transforming our fear of attachment into action, and reclaiming our authentic voices, the ones that have been silenced by the fear of losing family and home.
We invite adoptees who wish to be part of this community to submit their original work for publication on this blog. All rights will be retained by the author. Please send all submissions to b.youleftme@gmail.com.

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A. M. Baker write about her life in this post. “The Unknown Misfit: His Daughter’s Words”. She went through a personal hell and came back from the brink of mental disorder, perhaps inherited from her bio-father, that hit her when she turned 19 years old.
In this post she speaks about both her birthmother and birth father and ponders about their genetic connections passed on through blood. Pragmatic, gutsy, well-written, her artistic ability as a writer is evident in her posts. Worth checking out, where ever you are in This Thing of Ours-Adoption.
"The Unknown Misfit: His Daughter’s Words | Bitch, You Left Me"

Again, these are not the KWB words, but in keeping the range open to hear from voices across This Thing of Ours-Adoption we present the cries of the wounded, for in a sense we were all wounded in our spirit when we were Abandoned. It is unfortunate that for some, their adoption was difficult and they are perhaps angry at their birth parents, or others, even with ourselves. Let us help each other find peace and meaning in this life. Peace and Prosperity, to all.