Too Sad

Not The Boy In Today’s Story

From a foster parent who works at a residential center – There is a young teen boy who was adopted along with his 2 siblings. The adoptive parents are now refusing to let him come back into their home due to supposed “behaviors”. He is the sweetest kid and has had very few issues at the residential placement. The adoptive parents are at odds with the Div of Child Services (DCS). The adoptive mother wants the child to go back into group home, so she can retain her rights but she does not want to actually parent him. DCS wants reunification with adoptive family but the family is refusing. So, instead they are pushing for the child to have a chance with another foster family by terminating the adoptive parents’ rights, to enable him to potentially be adopted by another family. It is just heartbreaking. Neither option seems great to me. I want to advocate for this child’s best interests but I don’t know what that would be in this scenario.

First response from an adoptive parent – does the youth have an appointed lawyer ? This certainly seems like a situation where the youth needs a lawyer to advocate for what he wants. He should know that if he gets adopted by a different family, he will lose legal ties (and possibly visitation rights) to his siblings.

Another adoptive parent notes – Speaking from experience, in some situations it’s like parenting a Jekyll/Hyde personality when Reactive Attachment Disorder (RAD) is a factor, which this could very well be the case. Considering no one truly knows what the “behaviors” of this child are, it’s not helpful to speculate and assign blame. In some circumstances, it’s legally safer for the other family members to be protected and their legal story shouldn’t have to be weighed. Sometimes the reasons why some children are in foster care are soo heartbreaking that the generational trauma continues and then more, worse trauma compounds it. RAD is soooo hard to effectively care for.

Yet there is this reality check from another adoptive parent – I adopted my daughters when they were 14 & 16 (adopted separately, not biological siblings). I know a lot of people who also adopted teens & I’ll just say that the RAD diagnosis gets thrown around waaaay too casually. It’s actually pretty rare & in my experience, kids that are labeled RAD actually just have woefully unprepared adoptive families. Adopting and parenting older kids who have very sad & difficult histories + trauma is therapeutic parenting & I’ve seen too many families peace out when the going gets tough & use “RAD” as an excuse.

From an adoptee – I’m calling BS. When you adopt a child, you have promised, PROMISED to be their family. No returns, the adults need to step up and parent the child they made a commitment to, better educate themselves, DO THE WORK! And, yes adoptive families absolutely should have to have their story weighed! The days of adoptive parents being like a God and believed because they said so – is part of the problem, not typically the adoptees who generally don’t have a say in their situations. Not blaming? Yes, adoptive parents need to be held accountable, fully! Your talk of not speculating but what did you do by suggesting RAD in the first place??? Good for me (the adoptee) but not for thee (adoptive parent)? NO. Stop pushing labels and disorders on children, who adults have failed and apparently, continue to fail.

A transracial adoptee agreed – RAD is often the diagnosis thrown around when adoptive parents and bad therapists get together. ODD that somehow similar “behaviors” aren’t typically grounds to get rid of your biological kids. This is gross of the adoptive parents, full stop.

Yet another adoptee, from experience – Speaking from experience, sometimes adoptive parents haven’t dealt with their generational trauma but think it’s a good idea to adopt vulnerable children. It’s like being raised by a Jekyll/Hyde personality. Asshole parents are soooooooo hard to effectively love. Why is it though, it’s just assumed the problem is the adoptee ? Just like you implied. They automatically get the blame and adoptive parents are just given the benefit of the doubt. Because once again, adoptees are seen as “damaged”. My bet is that the adoptive parents are just assholes. But go ahead and assign blame to a child, that would have been loved, if they were just easier.

To Stop Transgenerational Trauma?

Another adoptee shared – a former therapist of mine was adopted (her and a twin brother went to the same family in a domestic infant adoption). She’s also a pastor’s wife. She threw ALL my adoption trauma out the window and basically gave me both this same speech about me getting to skip generational trauma from my biological dad’s family and also that it was all God’s plan. I saw her twice and ghosted her. She also told me I didn’t have Bi-Polar Disorder after I was diagnosed in an actual hospital setting, and after only speaking to me twice for about 40 minutes each time. I swear Christian therapists are insane.

Another one admitted about the therapist that she just said the quiet part out loud inappropriately. The kids that are removed for abuse and similar are adopted out because they’re trying to save the kid and stop the cycle. Honestly a lot of kids DO end up better off, BUT of course there’s the trauma. I feel like an orphan no matter my adoptive or biological connections in adulthood. But that pain had me vowing to give my son a better life. And while I wouldn’t say I’ve succeeded at that (married an abuser, we also had to escape) the hope is because I’ve tried to stop and break the generational cycle that he’ll do better than I ever was or could be able to.

Another one said – Separation trauma from adoption IS generational. We can pass to our kids and screw them up and all they did was have a parent that got adopted. So adoption continues generational trauma. Tell that idiot therapist to research epigenetics and then find a new one.

I do believe it IS passed down. Both of my parents were adopted. Myself and my sisters certainly had issues within our own parenting that I do believe is directly related. Thankfully, our children do seem to be breaking those trauma cycles in their own lives.

Epigenetics At Work

Adoption does not just negatively affect the adoptee emotionally. Adoption affects their children … for life! You know, the hopeful adoptive parent’s and adoptive parent’s future grandchildren! It has nothing to do with how great an adoptive parent you are to that child. Separation trauma is imprinted in our brains and that experience changes our DNA.

So if that trauma from being separated from your mother, then later in life resulted in you having anxiety, bouts of depression, anger issues or any other mental health challenge, rest assured you likely passed these traits onto your kids.

Adoptive parents and hopeful adoptive parents: This is NOT ok. It is NOT ok to screw up future generations, just because you want to build your family but can’t you can’t conceive naturally, are infertile. That is some serious selfish crap.

Your choices affect not only your adopted kids, but their children – your grandchildren, even your great grandchildren. These issues are not coming from their biological genetic family – as so many adoptive parents prefer to project the causes onto other people. They are coming directly from the act of adoption. You, the adoptive parents, contributed to this in a very big way. You bear responsibility.

Sit with that.

Rant aside – here’s an example –

My grandfather was “adopted” but I put it in quotation marks because he didn’t know that he was adopted until after his adoptive parents passed and my father was a young adult. Our family does *not* talk about it. But my brother and cousin and I all have a difficult time with believing in relationship permanence. We constantly expect relationships to just pull a 180 on us, despite not being able to point to any particular extreme example of this in our own lives. Alternatively, my grandmother and uncles grew up in a group home. She later went on to teach there. When I think of my “heritage” that’s usually the first place that comes to mind. Those were the people at my family reunions who could tell me what my grandmother and great uncles were like and if I was like them. There’s no one to do that for my grandad because his entire community and a family betrayed him. When people ask me about the origins of my last name, I don’t know what to say because “I don’t know, they were some random awful people that found my grandfather and then lied to him for his whole life” is not the answer people are wanting to hear.

Another person had this comment –

Adoption trauma snakes its way through both the biological families and the adoptive families! ADDRESSING this truth is minimized and rarely talked about – except in adoption loss circles! I’ve been in reunion for 18 years – lived adoption loss for 50 years! I know what I am describing!!!!!The loss of a newborn baby to an agency, which then hands the baby to complete strangers is heinous! Heinous! The families affected by the loss of myself as a newborn babe are broken. Words to process the loss are hard to find. Generational affects are serious – tragic.

A more graphic description – I feel the darkness of adoption loss, coercion and money exchange for a newborn babe creates a ”creepy crawly rash of the mind” inside any person involved in the failure to protect the sanctity of the mother/child primal bond. To deal with that ugly rash – to hide it – to pretend it’s not there – to fully look at and accept what the loss of a child’s mother means to satisfy the need to feel normal (gotta have a babeeeee) would take more courage than most people can muster. Falling on the floor courage – the darkness is heavy. The rash can not be seen. The truth cannot surface. To witness the fall to the floor? Can’t unsee it – ever! Life changing. Instead….pretending adoption is just grand – best – needed – soothes that itchy rash but cannot heal the source of it.

Another story – my parent was adopted in a step-parent adoption (yet raised by biological mom), and their adoptive parent did absolutely everything to keep the other biological parent and half-siblings connected… and before this was a societal discussion. It could certainly be described as the closest to “ideal” an adoption can get. Although, there was literal abandonment on several occasions by my biological grandfather — who was adopted in a closed infant adoption. (My parent was their first child, and first biological connection.) By the time I was born, I grew up with biological and adoptive grandparents in equal measure. I just had two sets of grandparents. But I always felt something was off. I always felt “different” from my cousins (from my parent’s half-siblings), like something was wrong, but everything was fine….? It’s hard to describe even now. Learning about the effects has allowed me to understand my parent’s experience so much better and see parts of them more clearly than I did before. I showed me the ways that adoption trauma had snaked through my family and impacted my life and nervous system even though I had no first hand experience with it. And I can see the impacts even down to my daughter (who is 3 generations removed from the original trauma).The impact of generational trauma should not be underestimated!

Generational Trauma

I became aware of generational trauma (inherited trauma) as I began to learn about the impacts of adoption on the adoptee as well as on members of their family. Both of my parents were adopted and I do believe that the trauma they were either only vaguely aware of or totally unconscious of did impact us as their children. As to spanking, I remember my mom said she stopped spanking me when she dreamed she was hitting me harder and harder and I was laughing at her. Thanking all that is good. I only spanked my daughter once, in a grocery store, she was very young and it was just a light slap on her little hiney to get her attention. At the time, I had been told that punishment must come close to the action that provokes it but I never spanked her again.

Today, I read this piece in my adoption group –

My parents beat me as a child and I am not traumatized, said the man whose ex-partner reported him for physical violence.

When I was a child they left me crying alone until I fell asleep and it was so bad I did not go out, said the man who spends long hours in social networks, affecting his sleep.

They punished me as a child and I’m fine, said the man who, every time he makes a mistake, says to himself words of contempt, as a form of self-punishment.

As a child, they put a heavy hand on me and I suffer from a trauma called ‘education’, said the woman who still does not understand why all of her partners end up being aggressive.

When I became capricious as a child, my father locked me in a room alone to learn and today I appreciate it, said the woman who has suffered anxiety attacks and can not explain why she is so afraid of being locked in small spaces .

My parents told me they were going to leave me alone or give me to a stranger when I did my tantrums and I do not have traumas, said the woman who has prayed for love and has forgiven repeated infidelities so as not to feel abandoned.

My parents controlled me with just the look and see how well I came out, said the woman who can not maintain eye contact with figures of ‘authority’ without feeling intimidated.

As a child, I got even with the iron cable and today I am a good man, even professional, said the man who his neighbors have accused him of hitting objects while drunk and yelling at his wife.

My parents forced me to study a career that would make me money, and see how well off I am, said the man who dreams of Friday every day because he is desperate in his work doing something every day that is not what he always wanted.

When I was little they forced me to sit down until all the food was finished and they even force fed me, not like those permissive parents, affirmed the woman who does not understand why she could not have a healthy relationship with food and in her adolescence came to develop an eating disorder.

My mother taught me to respect her good chancletazos (Spanish meaning strike with a sandal) to the point, said the woman who smokes 5 cigarettes a day to control her anxiety.

I thank my mom and my dad for every blow and every punishment, because, if not, who knows what would happen to me, said the man who has never been able to have a healthy relationship, and whose son constantly lies to him because he has fear.

And so we go through life, listening to people claiming to be good people without trauma, but paradoxically, in a society full of violence and wounded people. It’s time to break generational trauma cycles.

~ David Bradbury, from A little Hippie, A little Hood