Apparently my b-father was 21 when I was born.
I'm almost 21.
That's kind of a very...strange, sort of scary feeling, that I'm of the age that my father conceived me. He also apparently joined the army when he was 21.
I don't think we're very similar.
Also, b-mother has always had a more special place than b-father. I don't really...hmm...care about b-father, even if he primarily exists in my imagination. Maybe I'd try to beat him up if I ever met him (I don't think it's very nice to impregnate an 18 year old girl and then join the army without a notice). I don't think I'd win...haha. If I go searching in Korea, it'd be to see b-mother and her family.
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Keep up the good work. This is a thoughtful and thought-provoking personal account of the consequences of adoption. Few people who are not part of an adoption triad recognize that every adoption has life-long consequences, good and bad.
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