Mother wasn't a hugger

our first hug I remember I was a grown adult it got easier after that I never pretty much knew a normal Marjorie outside of her "mental illness" every six months she would be committed to kent oaks and every year Kalamazoo state hospital

Mother used to say

when my baby referring to myself gets grown that I would tell the story. I didn't know what that meant of course but agreed with her to soothe her because of her "mental illness " and here we are

I loved my

Mother and I know she loved me.

Don't bring children into a

world where they fall through the cracks of the system and the government steals their identity and fraudulently uses their information

I requested a copy of my birth certificate

and I got a certificate of live birth with that MCL 333 2882 which blended into the border of the certificate because I have never seen my birth certificate when I got this document 7yrs ago I thought it was my birth certificate that I requested and paid for. still today I don't have my birth certificate

Pro-choice

don't force women to have babies don't bring babies into a fucked up world where they become victims of a fucked up adoption system

Missing children

we were on milk cartons

I have amnesia

I don't know jack shit I know nothing

I feel like I just woke up after

being in a coma for fifty something years and not knowing who the fuck I am how the fuck I got here or where the fuck I came from

Folks have died with this truth

and the truth is crying out from the grave the truth will never die

If this is how one is too find out

that they are adopted with a magnifying glass and this certificate of live birth not the birth certificate I requested still haven't seen it I'm pretty fucked up about it and this is the world I live in oh well