My story is a little
different to many donor-offspring I know of, yet the
feelings, emotions, and endless questions involved
I’m sure are shared by all those involved in Donor-Conception.
I became aware of my biological origins three years
ago by mistake, turning all my securities, beliefs
and identity upside-down.
My parents divorced when I was three years old and
the contact I had with my father was few and far between.
When I left home at 18, I decided to track my father
down after 6 years of searching to no avail. After
finally making contact with him and a couple of months
of trying to re-build our relationship, he told my
best friend (in my absence) that he was not my real
father and not to tell me because I didn’t know.
After a few days of contemplating whether to tell
me or not, my friend finally told me the conversation
she’d had with my father. My reaction took her by
surprise – I laughed! I didn’t believe it as my father
often lied and I thought he was just saying it to
hurt me. Re-laying the whole incident to my mother
in a casual conversation left me in a state of complete
shock when she admitted that it was actually true.
Knowing next to nothing about the topic of donor-conception
added to my feeling of isolation and loneliness. With
a thousand questions and no known source to retrieve
answers from, I sought the hospital where I was conceived
only to discover that there were no medical records
as my donor was anonymous.
This was the beginning of a journey I am still on,
and at times feel like I haven’t moved an inch. I
am overcome by the complete lack of information on
my donor and am still searching for answers. I am
aware of one half-sibling, but there could be many.
In my opinion, assisted reproduction is an invaluable
process enabling families to achieve their dreams
of becoming parents, provided an attitude of openness
and honesty is adopted. Children already experience
enough emotion and uncertainty as a normal part of
discovering their identities, strengths and weaknesses
without the very security of their origins being questioned.
Danielle.
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