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[–] shinigamiookamiryuu@lemm.ee -2 points 3 months ago

I have two sets of parents, birth parents and adoptive parents. I was adopted when I was too young to remember anything, so I don't really remember my birth parents when they were active. The last I saw them, they were hospitalized. They had been comatose and their fate is not a matter of clarity.

I would later be adopted by my adoptive mother. I hold the biggest family bond with her, even after she died of old age (she was already retirement age when she adopted me, being 67 when I was born). Meanwhile, while I was adopted by my adoptive mother, my six older birth sisters were adopted by my adoptive father, who then married my adoptive mother, which makes my birth sisters also my step-sisters while my adoptive father is more like a step-father. So it was a mixed dynamic with him; I admired his generosity but it felt very unattached, like someone you couldn't take for granted in the same way. He passed away right before covid went full force, and he was 47 when he passed, being 27 when I was born. Both my parents were very uptight but also accommodating and there for me when they felt they could help. Heritage-wise, they were Indian, one being from the Andaman Islands and the other from the Maldives (unlike me and my birth sisters who are of mixed Pacific Islander and Scottish heritage), and this showed in some of their mindset. It might sound paradoxical to say, but while there are things they did I'd improve upon, I wouldn't have how things played out in any other way.