The journey of an adoptee - a tapestry of emotion

  In spite of being an introvert, it doesn't translate into my being 'okay' with having no one to talk to about being adopted. In fact, it adds to my intense loneliness. The myriad hues of emotion are best explored with someone else. There are painful feelings about having an entire family 'out there', one which I may never know. In fact, I wake up at night sometimes in cold panic thinking of the unspeakable possibility of DYING without ever knowing my biological family. I feel guilty too, I have a great family, hand-picked by 'god' (if you will), I couldn't have chosen a better one myself. But, the angst and burning anguish just don't go.


  Is there anyone out there in a similar trench of anguished melancholy? Maybe the knowledge that we are in this together may ease things a little for all of us.