We really do have that get "life started" syndrome. It's nice to know I'm not the only one, and I'm not just a selfish impatient, you -know-what.
Well guys, a little more about myself. When I was 5, I was taken from my birth parents, due to their drug use, jail visits, and general physical endangerment of me. Not to mention, I was constantly on the verge of death b/c of my CF and them not caring for me at all. I lived between relatives, friends, neighbors homes for 2 years and got formally adopted by relatives at 7. I was adopted into a home of 8 kids, all my cousins. The situation was a blessing in many ways, but a curse in others. I had hardly any love, and was often treated as a guest, not a daughter. Because of negligence, too many children, and other factors, I was sexually abused by a nurse during one of my hospital stays. I never told anyone. Later at the age of 11 I was again abused sexually by a "family friend" for a year. I never told anyone about him either. My husband, 5 years ago would be the first I'd tell. He gave me the courage to come forward, and be sure to see this man answer for what he did. I soon found out I was one of many many other girls. Years of living in repressed silence can do very bad things to you, emotionally and physically.
My adopted parents were very sad to learn what I told them, but they never talked about it with me. That's just how it was. Unbelievably emotionally repressed and cold. I occasionaly see my birth mother, though I recently decided to cut her out of my life. The emotional pain is too great, and she is not good for me. My father I do not and never will see. He is dangerous, and is carrying out various prison sentences anyway. They are no part of my life now. Yeah, I had to rationally deal with all this in therapy, and sure it was hard but you have to deal with it.
I miraculously met a loving, SANE young man with a family that was truly sent by God for me. When we married, after a few months I finally felt safe enough to get help with all the after effects of everything that happened to me. I also had to accept that carrying the stress of what happened would eventually take a serious toll on my CF. And I couldn't let all the people that hurt me take anything else away from me. It has been a very long road, with lots of work. Tons of work. But, I've made it!
If anyone out there reads this...which is just a small tidbit of my life....and has experienced anything similar or knows someone going through anything like this, please feel free to talk to me anytime. What good is going through all this if I can't help someone else out there?
This also may help you see even more as to why I want to build my own family.
Thanks for listening. This took a little bit of courage!
Christian