So, someone was going on and on about how her life is so much more worse then anyone else's just because she was adopted. Hold on, keep listening, she knows her biological parents names, she knows where she their live, and she knows her family from them. I only know my biological father's name. So she was going on and on about how being adopted was the worst. So, in the quietest voice ever, (didn't even expect myself to say this) but, i said. "I was adopted by one parent, y'know..." (Since I'm not actually related to my dad) She laughed at me.

She. Laughed. At. Me.

I'm not going to make this all about how I'm someone you should never laugh at. I honestly genuinely laugh along if you laugh about me.

But that that one topic... I couldn't even force myself to laugh at that. She thinks it's a joke, that not knowing anything about my biological father doesn't actually hurt me. I almost punched her.

There is not one damned day that goes by that I don't think about my biological father. Why he left, why he hasn't contacted me, why his family also left me. And I can tell you, not knowing anything about him hurts. It physically hurts.

If your reading this person who laughed at me, I have one thing to say to you;

I may not know how you feel, but I can guarantee your not the only one who's depressed in one way or another.