Continued from previous post...

I have written several posts questioning the extent to which coercion exists in adoption on many different levels.

--Coercion in prematurely terminating parental rights of mothers who are substance addicted or struggling with mental health issues. I think this is a group of so-called surrendering parents who are prime targets for being coerced. After all who gives a damn about them?

--Coercion of adoptive parents to conform to the new push towards open adoption.

--Coercion of women in crisis pregnancies, particularly very young women, to keep their babies and to parent their children.

I have written about all of that and more right here on this very blog. But today is the day that I just exploded about it all.

This morning I ran across all these negative sites and negative stories ranging from adoptions gone bad (wayyy bad), to unethical adoption practices, to adoption scams, to the war between mothers (I don't even bother with the whole birth/first/real/adoptive mommy foolishness anymore) to abusive adoptive parents, to coercion in adoption and I just became so angry. I believe that all emotions have their place and value and today it is my turn for my anger to take its rightful place on the stage.

I swear to Jimminy Crickets, who in their right mind if they did even a little online research would want to put themsevles through everything we have put ourselves through to adopt in this day and age in this current climate?

I'm disabling comments. Go write your own (darned) post about it all. I can't imagine that any of you will come up with anything that will be particularly earth shattering or enlightening but knock yourselves out and do what you do. It's all good and hopefully by the end of the day I will be back to my more sane and reflectful self and back to my characteristic way of digesting what I read here: I will actually find some value in whatever you might write, or I will just ignore it.

Whew! That was great. I'm beginning to feel better already. And I didn't even have to punch anything or bawl anybody out directly in the crude language that is my personal weapon of choice. Now that's what you call anger management!