i've often just sat and wondered who my real mom and dad are and i feel let down as though i was born a reject and somehow i didn't fit what they were looking for in a kid

sorry.......... it just gets to me sometimes.
like when i see other people going to mom and dads house etc......... or when they can't do stuff cos their parents are coming over to their place............. and it's the small things like being able to go and talk to your mom when the s£$t is hitting the fan or you need some help/advice and stuff --- i got none of that at all for me there is no backstop and that hurts a lot knowing that if i have an accident there's no one coming to the hospital or there as a shoulder to cry on.
i got me, my doggy and my cat there's nothing else some people like uncomplicated and i do to a certain extent but it'd be really nice to know that you can go "home" and see your mom for a pick me up and time to feel sorry for yourself.
the last time i actually cried was when the lady from the social rescue team attached to the mental health team came by and did loads of stuff for me - it was only small stuff but it meant the world to me cos someone gave a damn.
sorry for the outburst - it's just a sensitive topic for me............