As some of you know, for a long long time after I first got home with Elsa, things were not great.  In fact, things were pretty shitty.

But I didn’t talk about it too much. I didn’t even know how to.  And I felt too scared that people would think I was an ingrate, not worthy of raising a child, if I described just how bad it was, and how afraid I was that I had made a terrible, awful mistake, and how I wished that I could just go back in time and not adopt.  Even now, I can only barely admit these feelings because I am madly in love with my daughter and can’t imagine life without her.  So I am doing it with safety and not risking much with the admission.

But then along comes someone like Ashley.  Who writes this post.   Searingly honest…  breathtakingly so.

If you are one of those who have Been There, Done That, please go over and post a comment of support.  If you haven’t BTDT, please go over and read it anyway  – especially if you are in the process of adopting…

The amazing Julie recently wrote a similar, painfully honest post about the first 6 months home with her two adopted kiddos – should also be required reading.