All kinds of weird self-narratives others possess regarding adopted people are presented to you. With regards to the Post Adoption Centre, I attended solely because of the free sessions on offer, twelve in total and spread weekly. It was during the search for a therapist, a professional who could unblock my repressions, I discovered the government had funded local authorities to provide counselling for adopted people, with my local borough council a subscriber. Not one to pass on a freebie, the opportunity appeared timely and even if it meant therapy might incur a few adoption related queries, it was expected. Despite my displeasure to engage with the adoption topic, I knew adoption incurred psychological trauma, due to the wide reading I had undertaken on the …show more content…
An avid reader of any material ascribing what happens to babies not cared for, I had overdosed, predominately with the hope I could be salvaged, that neuroplasticity could rewire the inherently flawed system. Subsequently, I expected a barrage of issues to be lurking beneath the surface, all material for Sue to dislodge and dismantle and remove, because I was too busy, taken up with my preoccupation with