This year has been marked by losses. As a community, we are reminded that we are fragile. In the month of May we lost Jane, Gabe and Phillip.
You see, adoptees die both figuratively and literally.
We die when we are separated from our original families. We die when we are taken from our home countries. We die when the smells of our cultures are snuffed out by hamburgers and fried potatoes.
We die when we realize that we are not truly a part of those we resemble. We are outliers. We never chose this for ourselves.
And yet, in the month of November, this institution that brought us to our new “homes” is celebrated and revered. In this celebration, our voices have died. In 2014, we tried to revive with the #FliptheScript on #NAM. We were successful to a certain degree.
However, since that time, we still see our fellow adoptees take their lives.
What if, we took this month to honor those we have lost as well as the parts of ourselves that we miss.
If you feel the urge to share on social media, tag it with #WeDie to remind us of our community of adoptees.