Saturday, December 26, 2015

A room with two doors.

As an adoptee I have a strange chance, don't I. A chance to choose my family; my parents. It might be a choice that's semi-blind, but both they and I have the opportunity to open the door to that room, that holds all our demons combined. Whether or not they choose to step into it from the other end, I will have to fight.

It's only the illusion of choice, of course, like everything else in life. But that illusion seems more and more like an integral part of "being human". It forces contemplation, appreciation and responsibility onto us, which we seem to need to be happy.

So I'll play along. I'm making the choice. I'm opening my door. Let the demons out to play, I'm finally ready.

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