My Daddy Is a Test Tube :-)
The day after my 18th birthday, I found out that my dad was not my biological dad. In all other aspects he was, and still is, my father--a terrible, unsupportive father, but a father nonetheless. Just because I'm exempted from the genes doesn't mean I'm exempted from the experiences, you know? The man should not have procreated anyway.
So here I am today, almost two years later, and I still don't know who my real father is. I know his height, weight (at the time of donation, that is--it could have fluctuated since then, although that would be really inconvenient of him), eye and hair color, skin tone, heritage, size of his family (a wife and three kids--so I have at least three half-siblings), and some evidence of creativity--although he has several certificates for engineering, he was apparently a poet and a sculptor in his off-time. How nice, though God help us all if I tried sculpting anything other than play-doh.
I want to find him, but...it's just hard. The ***** banks don't see my situation as equivalent to an adoption, or a bum, runaway dad. This man gave me my life; he's a part of me, whether he intended for that to happen or not. Humans are not machines; we are emotional, we are needy, we have desires and curiosity. There's a veil over so much of who I am. How could he--and the bank--think nothing would come from all of this?
They won't release any information on him for privacy reasons. Well...I'm sorry. I understand that people take advantage of other people in this world, but Jesus Christ this moves beyond that. I deserve to know him. I don't even want anything from him; not money, not love, not a 'role-model' that I was deprived of--I'm a grown woman in college! I'm done being raised by anyone other than myself. And if not him, at least my siblings. I mean, c'mon: they're a part of me. Biological ties are so much stronger than, I think, human beings give them credit for.
So that is my rambling, unfinished story. I want to hear everyone else's! (Because I know you're there). :-)