Oh, and another thing?
May. 26th, 2004 01:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kyburgWe may have an appointment the middle of June with Dr. Whiz-Bang, but we also have an appointment the latter part of June (earliest I could make it) with the DCFS Adoptions group in Los Angeles County to begin that process as well.
If you think I'm going to spend ANY time feeling sorry for myself or just plain moping around, you don't know me very well.
I've waited long enough to have my family. If it is at all possible, I'm going to make it happen.
If not, I know it and can make what plans I need to.
To live my life surrounded by people my own age seems such a waste - variety...variety man!
Would I adopt an older kid? I'm older, aren't I?
Checking the websites, I see kids grouped into "special needs" who are being treated for depression. Oh give me a break. Let me think. You're 11 - 15 years old, part of a group of four or five sibs - heaven knows what happened to your parents - and you're depressed - and that's a defect?
You can hear the screeching, right? Jeeeeeeezzzzzzzzus! I can just imagine Jim reading that and looking at me before saying something. Under that criteria, both of us are "damaged goods."
I don't think a mentally retarded child would do well with us - and I would terminate a Down's pregnancy, simply because that child could outlive me and be at the mercy of my culture - no way.
But coping with that kind of loss puts you in the same box? *huffs*
The assumptions people make never fail to astound me.
Lemme at 'em.
If you think I'm going to spend ANY time feeling sorry for myself or just plain moping around, you don't know me very well.
I've waited long enough to have my family. If it is at all possible, I'm going to make it happen.
If not, I know it and can make what plans I need to.
To live my life surrounded by people my own age seems such a waste - variety...variety man!
Would I adopt an older kid? I'm older, aren't I?
Checking the websites, I see kids grouped into "special needs" who are being treated for depression. Oh give me a break. Let me think. You're 11 - 15 years old, part of a group of four or five sibs - heaven knows what happened to your parents - and you're depressed - and that's a defect?
You can hear the screeching, right? Jeeeeeeezzzzzzzzus! I can just imagine Jim reading that and looking at me before saying something. Under that criteria, both of us are "damaged goods."
I don't think a mentally retarded child would do well with us - and I would terminate a Down's pregnancy, simply because that child could outlive me and be at the mercy of my culture - no way.
But coping with that kind of loss puts you in the same box? *huffs*
The assumptions people make never fail to astound me.
Lemme at 'em.
