"But... but... you're in reunion. Doesn't that make it better? Doesn't that fix it?" No, Normie. It doesn't "make it better". It "fixes" nothing. Sometimes it answers questions. Occasionally (very occasionally) it provides a genuine connection with a blood relative. But no, it doesn't "fix" my adoption. It doesn't mitigate the trauma of my relinquishment. It doesn't undo the damage my adopters did when they purchased me. Being in awkward, uncomfortable reunion doesn't give me back the time I missed with my siblings. In fact, reuniting with them as adults just reminds me that I should not have had to reunite with them in the first place. It shows me my "better life" wasn't better, just different. It shows me that if I had been kept, I would have grown up to be a relatively well adjusted adult with actual connections to my blood, family, and history. It brings up another life to mourn. Another w