So Funny I Forgot To Laugh

One of my favorite websites is "Damn You Auto Correct".  I read it daily to get my fix of stupid humor.  On one of the message boards I'm a member of, someone posted an auto correct that a lot of the other members were laughing at.

Read it first, then come back.

I guess my inner adoptee hackles became raised because I didn't find it funny, and asked the other members why they thought it was.

The answers varied, but basically I was told that not everyone has a negative attitude about adoption and that many kids will torture their siblings with the dreaded "You're adopted" line.  And that I shouldn't read too much into the link since not everyone feels the same way I do.  Okay.  Yeah.  Uhhhhhh...no...still not funny.

I know that they are coming from a different place than we are.  I get that.  I understand that there are people out there who are so far in the fog that me saying I'm angry that adoption exists gets them defensive. 

I shut down while I read their responses...and if any of them are reading this, I'm not directing this to anyone person.  It just really was a rude awakening to read some of the comments and to see how adoption is viewed by a lot of people.

I'm just tired of the jokes, you know?    I'm tired of hearing the punchline and realizing that it's me.

Crappy Analogy or Plain Stupidity?

So, I usually keep my "adoption stuff" off of my IRL Facebook profile.  I have both adoptive relatives and natural relatives on there so I tread a thin line of posting stuff that's all inclusive, if you know what I mean. But honestly, what I'm about to copy and paste seriously made me angry.

I'm changing names here...just because I can.

My natural mother has a friend Andrea.  Now, Andrea has a friend named Josephine who is now friends with nmom and I, by default.   She knows about nmom finding me and that I am adopted.

Yesterday Josephine posted the below status on Facebook and it was all I could do not to throw my monitor out of my office window.  I didn't though...just vented about it to my nmom who said she was pissed too.

Josephine ~  is thinking of selling almost all of my purses on ebay to fund that one really big purse purchase! It's like giving my kids up for adoption.

Vera ~  What really big purse purchase?


Crystal ~  My purse just broke yesterday I'm in the market for a new one it could be an open adoption


Christina (Yours Truly) ~  ‎: /


Nmom ~  I'm with you, Christina...hanging onto my purses...


Nmom ~  Ps...crappy analogy.


Josephine ~  Lol I don't know I do love them purses but they don't talk back. No offense intended ladies.


Lisa ~ You could probably buy a nice used car with the profit you would make on those babies!


Jennifer ~ LMFAO!! Like a bandaid honey...just do it!!

I just hate that people can be so nonchalent about adoption when they have NO IDEA what it's actually like, for anyone.

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 ad nauseam*

Etymology: L, ad, to; Gk, nausia, seasickness

to the extent of inducing nausea and vomiting.


*definition taken from here.
 
Are you vomiting yet?  Feeling a bit sick to your stomach?  After all, I talk about being abused ALL the time, right?  I mean, why can't I just shut up about it?  Wouldn't everyone feel a lot better not having to hear about me being thrown across the room or molested by my adoptive father?  Shouldn't I be shitting rainbows instead???
 
Sorry, if that's why you're reading my blog, then you've definitely come to the wrong place.  I write about the abuse to help MYSELF.  And if I can help others along the way then FRIGGING GOOD FOR ME AND FOR THEM.
 
I've been quiet this past week, blog-wise anyway.  I'll admit it, after my last post, after I had some time to reflect on what it was that PP2.0 was saying, I was upset.  Maybe that's what she was trying to do...make me feel as bad as she did after she received the Blog of Shame award.  And then I got to thinking, should I stop that particular part of this blog?  Stop calling other bloggers out on their words, trying to get them to think about what they write before they say it? 
 
But along the same vein, do I stop writing about the abuse too?  Make this a different kind of blog than what it started out to be?  I know that I'm not as reflective or articulate as some of my blogging friends...but I never claimed to be.  I'd miss you all but I wouldn't even need a single follower to continue writing, no matter the forum.  Sigh.



What say all of you?  Because at this moment, I'm really at a loss.