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My adoption had never been a secret, but neither was it a spoken truth.
I hid in plain sight as an adoptee, but my family blurred the view with their own projections. We simply didn't talk about it, mostly because to do so made them unravel; adoption being their Achilles heel: the one bruising weakness no amount of pretence could fix.
As adoptees we face many struggles, but one obvious problem emerges around identity and our own understanding of self. Who are we if all markers to explain who we are have been removed? What if the people we are raised by don't look like us: don't have our mannerisms, don't share our personalities or traits, are not interested in our hobbies and interests? The complexity of the adoptee experience is already challenging but when...