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Pregnant?

And you don't want anybody
to find out?

My parents never kept it a secret from me. From day one, they spoke to me honestly and in detail and told me that I was adopted.
I started to rebel when I was in primary school. I wanted to know who my 'real' parents were and why they gave me away. My parents have always supported me in an active manner. However, they couldn't answer the questions that would make me happy. Why did my mother give me up for adoption? Do I look like my biological parents? Where do they live? Do I have other brothers and sisters? The only answer I heard was: "Your biological mother was too young to keep you." This was when I started to develop feelings of anger towards my (adoptive) mother. She said that it wasn't her that I disliked really, but my biological mother, and I was unconsciously projecting these feelings onto her. Following a number of long conversations, I came to understand why I was doing that, and was able to get to grips with the situation better.

When I reached 16, I wanted to meet the woman who had given birth to me, or at least have a photo of her – something that my mother outwardly and calmly accepted. I told my parents about my worries and fears. They reassured me and said "We are by your side and love you." It took a long time until I found the courage to call my biological mother. I met her when I was 18 years old. In the conversation that we had, I found out everything I had always wanted to know. But the meeting also showed me that I belonged to my (adoptive) family and that was my place.