Yeah, I took a break. But I'm back to my blog, because once again online adoptionland has proven too perilous and unsafe for free expression. I've been tweeting for a while, and had started to enjoy it quite a bit... until once again the barrage of adoption/relinquisher apologists emerged from the woodwork. Once again, I'm not being kind enough, they say. Once again, I'm not sympathetic enough. Once again, I need to take some time to mature and understand relinquisher pain. This shoved in my face by adoptees, many of whom are not now and have never been in reunion with any bios. When it comes to knowing your own story well enough to be able to separate it from the adoption narrative as a whole, I think some form of reunion is a necessity. And being able to separate your personal experience from the adoption narrative as a whole is a necessity. Otherwise you spend all your time bogged down in equivocations and #notall, and any general, philosophical conversation is r