I always knew I was adopted. I had a sister, Mary, and a brother, Tony, and we all looked quite different...
Throughout my life and career, I have always felt as if I was seeking a tribe...continued to harbour a deep sense of not belonging...
Yet, even as an adult, I was somewhat reluctant to find out more about her. I felt that would have in some way been disloyal to my adoptive parents...
Sometimes, when friends went away to spend the weekend with their families, I felt jealous...
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