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For months I thought of nothing else, becoming angry as I wondered how my mother had conceived me. Had her brother raped her? Had she seduced him? Or was it consensual sex, two na've kids who did not really know what they were doing?
Although my dreams of a happy reunion came to an abrupt end the day I saw my file, I had put my name on an adoption contact register before I discovered the truth, and some months later a social worker got in touch to say my birth mother had also added her name to the list - and she wanted to meet me.
I was astounded. Did she know that I knew? And if so, how could she even show her face?
For months I thought of nothing else, becoming angry as I wondered how my mother had conceived me. Had her brother raped her? Had she seduced him? Or was it consensual sex, two na've kids who did not really know what they were doing?
Although my dreams of a happy reunion came to an abrupt end the day I saw my file, I had put my name on an adoption contact register before I discovered the truth, and some months later a social worker got in touch to say my birth mother had also added her name to the list - and she wanted to meet me.
I was astounded. Did she know that I knew? And if so, how could she even show her face?