In a group, someone asked what was it like for us to fly back to our country of birth (with or without our adoptive parents = AP). What were our feelings? How did we deal with it? Here is my answer, which may raise many questions for many people. I am sharing it publicly so that more people will talk about it. Life as an adoptee is not so easy peasy and, above all, it is not a better life. You remain in survival mode and need people who really want to understand you. Feel free to share our story. We want the whole of #Europe to #stop #international #adoptions. #ICJ (international court of justice) #HR #UNO #ONU:
When I was 16, I was asked if I wanted to keep my Chilean passport. At the time, I didn't know what to do with it. I also didn't know that, as a native Chilean, you never lose your passport. My adoptive parents kept saying, "We rescued you from the gutter." But we flew there together once and it didn't look nearly as bad as I had imagined. My mother was horrified, but I actually felt at home there. Unfortunately, my parents never served as a supportive help in matters of adoption – they (my mother in particular) only wanted recognition from outside and threatened anyone who even mentioned adoption. I was never allowed to speak Spanish. Suddenly I had to, because of the trip, and then I wasn't good enough. There are many things that just don't fit together. I am glad that some European countries are distancing themselves from international adoptions. We are basically the discontinued model. We still keep disconnected even we found our bio- family. However, there are still enough in the #Netherlands after 2030 that we will have to take care of. 100 years to go to take care of. I really hope that #Germany will quickly add this to its agenda, because in these critical times we should enjoy special protection (I have to say that despite state protection at the time, it didn't help during the Pinochet dictatorship, and I was still adopted abroad).
You should only go on a trip like this with a family/friends who are very supportive. But it helps on the journey "back to myself". Unfortunately, Chile is very expensive for tourists. Fortunately, I showed my husband the beautiful sides and then saw my biological family with my own little family. A piece of the puzzle that was always missing 🙂.