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A reason to freak out?
So I get an email a few days ago from a person who's beem hired by someone to look for their son.
I matched up the specifications. So then I get an email from a woman, turns out, she's my mother.
I'm 35. I was adopted when I was barely born. I've always known I was adopted, but never really put much thought into what came before my adopted parents, as far as I'm concerned, they're my folks.
So, out of the blue, here's my birthmom.
Question is: has anyone else on here had this experience? Any adoption stories? Should I be freaking out?
I feel I'm going to freak... I suppose it's welling up inside of me... I'm waiting for the nozzle to be pulled out I guess.
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