On a separate note, I really hate my boss. OK. On with this entry.
I was recently filling out my passport application, and when I went to fill in the information on my parents’ names, I wanted so badly to check the box that says my father is unknown. My abuser, Dennis, is actually not my biological father. He married my mother, Regina, when I was about 3 1/2, and from what they told me throughout my life, Dennis was passed off as my biological father. I had suspicions otherwise, but no one ever came forward to tell me the truth until I was about 24. Regina’s sister called me very late one night and told me the truth–that Dennis was not my father. I immediately called Regina and she told me that it was not any of my business or concern.
However, as far as the Court records go, in 1980, when I was 6, Dennis had adopted me and now that Dennis and Regina are divorced, until I went to fill out this passport application, it never occurred to me that I might want to investigate the option of getting a reversal on the adoption.
I haven’t spoken to anyone at the Health Department yet to see if there are any specific forms to fill out (I couldn’t locate one online for my state), and from what I can see, the chances are quite slim for success.
The most promising information I came across was from a guy named Michael Chalek’s website, which suggests that adoption annulments are very rare, and are usually initiated by the parent(s). His circumstances were very different (he was sold to his adoptive parents via a black market deal for $200, and then abused by both of the parents).
But, now I have a dream. A dream where I have Dennis’ name off of my birth certificate. I dream where I can check the box that says my father is unknown.
On the downside, I think I know who my biological father is, but I’ve never met him and I will never meet him. He is unknown to me. And that is perfectly fine in my world.