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Finding out I was adopted
Now Let me say this now…. My Mother Miss. Blake… Is my mother. She may not have birthed me but she has raised me since I was 2 months old so she is all I have ever known to be my mother. How I found out I was adopted was kind of a messed up and in an idiotic way. I say idiotic because I should have known and there where ssssooooo many signs …..Maybe I was just too young to think that deep. When I was younger I use to live houses away from my biological mother and didn’t even know it. My older biological sister and biological mother use to…
My Journal: Im nothing special Im just like everyone else
I created this part of the page because I always needed a way to vent. I mean to some it may be weird to vent on the internet but I figured I have so far created a close and open relationship with my “social media and makeup” family. This part may hold true stories from myself, others, or just random thoughts. But, I figured maybe someone out there wanted a good read or just needed someone to relate to…. Im nothing special Im just like everyone else….