It has to be said now that I think about, relating to my life, that I experienced my first case of separation as soon as I was born. The second time and third time that I went through the same procedure was at 2 months, when I finally was going to be adopted to Sweden.
A separation of a child from its biological family is not something that should be practized if it can be avoided.
If I look back at my own life I know that even if I don't want too admit it is that in order too achieve an international adoption you need at least one separation + adoption which ultimately would result in a trauma. Explained as intercountry adoption + adoption = trauma.
I don't think I was aware of my supposed trauma from my childhood years and infant period. What I believe is that the level of trauma increased and intensified begun to do so once I begun to search for my birth family. It might have gotten even more apparent once I went on my reunion trip back to Korea.
There are times when I think that I shouldn't have been so persistent to find them, because I now at least at times feel even more lost and for that I have no one but myself to blame.
By the way now I have changed the post setting to Swedish time zone Stockholm and British English settings instead of Swedish.
© Taste of Kimchi, Elle
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