Where do I go from here

After I picked up my laptop and typed my name in….. I still sat there the following morning; the night had just disappeared in a flash.

But the addiction had already set in.

I wasn’t brought up with my biological paternal family. I didn’t know much about them other than my biological father's name, I was offered information, but it was my choice not to know.

From the age of 2, I had the most amazing Dad. He might not have been blood, but he was my Dad, my hero, and I thought it was disrespectful to him to acknowledge anyone as my Dad, as that was his place.

My family tree started with my biological maternal line and my dad's line. It might not have been my bloodline, but he was my family. It was only years later, after my introduction to DNA, that I realised that I also had to consider my biological paternal line, as this made me who I am.

Initially posted 28th July 2018