Have you ever believed on something that you thought to be the truth? Then ended up being a lie? I did, in reality; I think that is how my whole life went. Now, in this narrative, I will expose everything. Everything I was feeling during my childhood. Some of these things, I have been hiding... Even from myself. To open this part of my life is a game changer for me. It is like opening a scab form a wound that you were trying to heal after several years, only to find that it never really healed. The cover over it is just a show, but still a lie. I will disclose it all now... No more holding back, no cover ups, no lies. We will see the naked truth, nothing else...
It all started when I was born. I guess every story begins there. Most people born in our world know where they come from. Some even know the details on how they came to be. That wasn't the case with me. You see, I was adopted by parents. My real origins? I have no idea. All I know is that I was put with them. Taken care off, but. All in all, it was all material. Before you can understand how I was feeling at this moment, you will need to know what kind of disposition I have as a person. I am very sensitive by nature, even the simplest things can cause me to get hurt or worst get depressed. This is the real me. Most people see my covers, the jolly personality, and approachable colleague. I placed that wall around my person to prevent others from seeing my weakness. A defense mechanism I have been building around me.
Coming back to this story, unlike other children born, I didn't know how I came to be. I wasn't "born" by them. I am adopted; I never had a chance of seeing my real parents. I have been looking for years, to no avail. This is a secret they kept from me. I grew up believing they are my real parents, only to find out, they aren't. It was difficult, a bit unfair, yes. This secret ruined me then and continuous till now.
This secret will not be revealed to me if I did not force it upon me. Till now I am asking myself why I did what I did.