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I was raised to believe…
I was raised to believe that blood is thicker than water. This is a difficult concept to believe in when you have no idea where your biological father is, you feel estranged from your mother who lives miles away, and you don't know who four of your siblings are. The funny thing is that I only know one of my brothers because we are twins and therefore share the same set of parents. Yes, I understand that family is important, but why is it limited to blood? My grandmother tells me constantly that if my blood doesn't love me then no one does. Doesn't being adopted directly goes against that statement? I know that I'm lucky to have had a family member adopt me but still, shouldn't choosing to love someone be as valid as loving someone just because they are family?