Who else on Earth but a rejected adoptee can find their sister, their brother and their niece on Facebook and feel utterly powerless, completely unworthy, to push the friend button?
Like a knife through the heart it really drives home that title; bastard.
Kind of like watching Brothers and Sisters the other night (I know, I know, I know) when Nora says she went to visit Ryan and invited him to come and Kitty says; “THE BASTARD?!” and my head actually turned from the blunt force of the slap across my face.
Then Tommy later implies that “this guy surely must want something we have since we’re so rich and all”. Hide the silver the bastard is coming to town! That’s not fiction people. I have heard it many times before.
When a fellow adoptee uses the term bastard it usually makes me laugh but let someone else use it and mean it and it makes me want to rip their face off. Even if it is a fictional character on TV (who happens to be in the process of ADOPTING). Because even though it’s fiction someone needed to actually WRITE that script and unless that writer is an adoptee they have no right at all to use that term. None.
I’m rambling and I know it. Just pouring out what I’m feeling, proper english and correct sentence structure be damned. It is what it is. Raw ramblings of a real life bastard who has to view HER brothers and sisters from the outside. Look but don’t touch. That’s me….100% grade A bastard through and through.
So you think you understand the term bastard enough to use it in a sentence? You don’t have a clue. Unless you live it you have no idea how much it hurts to be on the outside looking in. You can’t even come CLOSE to understanding the true meaning of the word, which means you have no right to use it.
And while I’m at it let me also tell you how utterly ignorant it is of you to think we have our eye on your damn silver!
