Ok, first of all I have to apologize to Julia Fuller, who wrote a perfectly wonderful post about SAD, that I sort of played on the title of here. I happened upon her post, and was looking for a way to accurately describe what the heck I am going through right now. It seemed to fit in a way, allow me to explain why.

Right now basically I am depressed. No not your average type of depression, or even the seasonal effective disorder that Julia out lined so well. Mine is more of an angry- frustrated depression, brought on by the total heaping, steaming piles of negative anti-adoption related crapola that is now apparently flooding the four corners of the globe.

Be it anywhere from what UNICEF is up to lately, to the current state of affairs for waiting children in any number of countries, to the lovely “Ethics Conference” (much anticipated by family preservationists of the highest order, and those simply hoping to hawk their anti-adoption rhetoric books), I am feeling very ill. People are out to end adoptions, and it depresses me just thinking about it.

I am suffering from a type of mind numbing, emotional over load, that seems to back up on me every so often, but most especially when I start thinking about how people in the world seem to be screaming out against adoption, and for all the wrong reasons. As many other bloggers continue to remind us here, there are a lot of reasons why adoption is a GOOD thing, but sadly those words don’t reach into every crevice where adoption misconceptions hide.

While I am certainly a person who supports reforms in the world of adoption, my ideas of reform do not include obliteration. I think I understand that coercion, poor ethics, and illegalities abound in adoption practice, but I also understand but for the hope of adoption, millions upon millions of children (just like my own) would lead a much more “depressing” life, that is if they get to live one at all. The only cure for this kind of AARSE-nine depression I am suffering from, is some positive adoption reform, and an end to the finger pointing and emotional manipulating by the ant-adoption crowd.

On an even more complicated level, this threat of adoption annihilation hits really close to home for me. My dearest collage friend J is about to travel in two weeks to Guatemala with her sister, to meet the little boy her sister is in the process of adopting. With all that is going on in the world right now, I am asking for your prayers for this little boy “H” that he will be able to make the journey into the large and loving family who wait for him here. They want to give him the kind of life he does not currently have, they want to be his family, and he needs a family. To me there is no crime in that.

As for me and my symptoms? I am off to take two pain pills (though two will never be enough) and I will blog you in the morning.

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