Fred was a baby when he was adopted by a same race typical American couple in Milwaukee Wisconsin. His parents loved him, this he knew. What he didn’t know was he was adopted.

The concept of trauma has been and has meant many different things to so many different people and generations over the decades, centuries and millennia. Does it harden the steel and make you better or does it tear you down and stop you from being your true self. How can we succeed in finding the order in the chaos?

With Fiona Myles on the brink of releasing her next book, 'Georgie, Me and ADHD', I thought it would be a great idea to let her do another 'Who's Wally?' take over.

Sometimes I think being adopted is like wearing a condom all the time. You get to feel, but not completely, and both your vital energy and the ability to connect with the vital energy of others is blocked.

..After any anxious thoughts, among other things, he would tell me he wasn’t good enough, and I’d be better off without him. We would have conversations for days, ending up with one-word replies, and then eventually becoming almost silent.

Her Book 'Adoption Trauma' was the first book that I listened to on audible about issues through adoption and it made my jaw drop. 

Trauma-Informed, Hope Obsessed

‘The Annual Gnaw’

I was of course one of the babies whose mothers were forced to give them up in the 1960s because they were unmarried.