BS

From yahoo.com.

Rehomed him… like a pet dog. After using this kid to make money on videos and then “it got to be too much so we gave him away.” WoW.

Some people deserve to go to hell.

Adoption isn’t a hobby you just decide one day you don’t want to do. And you run a YouTube channel trying to teach people about parenting and family values? I hope they lose all their monetary advertisements and have to get real jobs.

They should be ashamed. And “Rehomed” isn’t even a real word.

Makes me furious.

-Opinionated Man

Me

The worst part about my birthday is that I never know if it’s real.

When all you have is a note pinned to your clothes… or so they say… who can say what really happened on a day you’ll never remember no matter how hard you try.

Was it today? Was it yesterday? Is it another day?

I guess we’ll never know as we grow old. But somewhere along the way, during those nights of drinks and cigarette butts, we have to find a peace inside. A voice that says we are ok with not knowing our past and we can adopt the future instead.

That’s the life of an adoptee sometimes. And each birthday it never gets easier. As we grow older, it actually gets harder sometimes.

-OM

44.1

Mother’s Day

Mother’s Day is incredibly hard for me each year. As an adoptee, we try to find solace in what we have and not what we’ve lost. But it doesn’t matter if you are ten years old or forty, a part of you aches for the past you never knew. A past that was stolen from you as you were forced on a new path that might never have had to be.

We smile as we walk forward and read inspirational quotes about not looking back. We try to appreciate the glow and warmth of the sun on our face and not the coldness of our forgotten past on our back. For the abandoned, for the given away, for the sold, for those that know… it is never easy to remember the sun even when it is in front of your face.

I get the struggle.

I live it with a glass in my hand on this day. But we’ll be ok because we have to be, as it has always been.

We make our own path.

Jason

44.1

Life of an adoptee

“No I don’t celebrate Chinese New Year.”

“Martial arts? I know how to swing a stick. Does that count?”

“Yes I’ve eaten kimchi. I’m adopted, not dead.”

“No I can’t show your son how to use chopsticks. He can’t even use a fork.”

“No I’m not Japanese.”

“No I’m not Vietnamese.”

“Yes I’m Korean. Yes… I’m sure…

No… not North Korea…”

“Yes I realize Cushman isn’t a Korean name.

Yes… I’m really sure I’m Jason Chandler Cushman…”

“Yea… that’s my mom. No… I’m not half white. Yes… … I’m sure…”

“No I didn’t steal this credit card. Yes, I have my drivers license to prove it.”

“No I don’t have a green card. Yes I realize immigrants should have one. I’m nationalized. Yes… I’m sure. Ok… I’ll get my paperwork, been here since I was 3.”

“Yes I speak English and understand what you are saying. No… I don’t require a translator.

Yes… I still understand and follow the conversation at hand.”

“No I don’t have an opinion on Chinese Communism and history unless you want to discuss the Silk Road and the Boxer rebellion which I wrote papers on in college.”

“Yes I’ve briefly been to Japan on the way to Korea. Yes I like sushi.”

“No I don’t speak Korean. Because I was adopted. Well… I didn’t choose that route. It was sort of chosen for me.”

“Yes I realize I should learn to speak Korean someday. I’d also like to learn to be a botanist someday, all in good time I suppose.”

“I changed my name because no one would be able to spell my Korean name and I’d get irritated daily because of it. I basically saved myself a lifetime of irritation. Yes… I’m still proud to be Korean.”

“I’m rooting for both teams… no I don’t feel a need to pick between the USA and Korea, I hope for a good game.

This isn’t a war, I don’t have to choose sides ok? Fuck off!”

-Opinionated Man