And all I was supposed to feel was grateful.
I was supposed to just shut up and be thankful that I had these great parents who wanted me when my birth parents didn’t.
But the truth is you never wanted me, either.
What are you talking about? I was a replacement for your dead baby. That’s all I’ve ever been. You got it all wrong, son. No, I’ve spent my life striving for perfection, and you know why, Dad? ‘Cause I live in fear.
That if I let up for a moment, I will remember that I am unwanted.