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Guest Blog: Still Healing...

November 18, 2019

Guest blogger, Jennifer Geiman, shares her personal journey as a late discovery adoptee. In hopes of sharing with fellow adoptees, especially late discovery adoptees such as herself, that you know you are not alone. Please note this is her personal story and we all have our own voice to share, please respect her journey she has chosen to share with us. Thank you :) 

Your name was Nina.

 

I will never forget the moment I was told of my adoption.  I stood in shock as she spoke the name I was given at birth. 

 

At  46 years old I  have been denied the story of my origin until my family was forced to reveal the truth earlier this year due to the questions I had about my DNA kit.

 

I was adopted as an infant. Let me be clear about one thing.  I was raised in love.  There was never a doubt that I was loved.  I actually feel guilt because I know so many  foster kids will never have what I had.  This still doesn’t erase the anger for the silence. Systematic lying even with silence is still lying.  No matter how “noble” the reason was. It’s is wrong.  Every adoptee has the right to know their story.

 

My whole identity was now based on rejection and loss. I felt so unanchored and rootless. I fell into an emotional tailspin. Normal routine activities became challenging which resulted in a car accident two days after my discovery.

 

It all made sense now.  The lack of baby pics the lack of physical resemblance, the disconnection.  Nurture can’t always dominate nature.

 

Im still healing.  On any given day I can bounce from grief, to anger and then eventually gratitude.  My birth month is fast approaching.  I used to be that girl who celebrated all month long.  The day of my birth will forever have a different meaning as I struggle to keep the joy.  

 

New developments keep popping up about bio family.  Some good, some bad.  I feel purpose in giving a voice to late discovery adoptees in hopes that my story will make another person in this situation feel less alone.

 

If you would like to connect with Jennifer, please reach out to her via her Instagram. Interested in sharing your story? E-mail us, we would love to share your voice too!

 

 

 

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