Yes, I’ve said it. I really do.
I want a traditional family. I want to be able to raise my child right, so he will grow up to be normal and successful. I want a traditional family because I want to be able to go out with my child and not face looks, pointed fingers, you know the drill. I want to be an example for my child, a pillar, so he won’t turn into a sociopath, a deviant or a sexual predator. I want my child to be able to play with other kids, like all normal kids from traditional families do. I want my child to be healthy, to be loved and to be happy.
Judging by the photos we took together when we went to the park, I think I can proudly say that he is happy.
Oh, I’ve never told you about my child before? Meet Emitzul, my baby boy. We are currently looking for a loving father, since, as you all know, a single mother is not family enough. If you are interested in helping us get our traditional family, call me at 0040 – stop – this – bullshit.
I don’t come from a traditional family and I couldn’t be more thankful for that. I would’ve loved to have two parents who loved each other to the moon and back and created the perfect little family, however, unfortunately, that’s usually how it goes down in movies and fairytales, not real life. My parents did and do love me to the moon and back, however at one point, they stopped loving each other. Things got a little messy, however they had the courage to split up and go their own ways, so that today, they are both happy. Yes, going through my parents’ divorce was not easy, however I think that I would’ve been more messed up today if they stuck together and kept fighting. I still remember, to this day (it’s been 8 years), the constant tension and the atmosphere in what was supposed to be our home in the last years, it was suffocating at times. Divorcing and breaking the “traditional” family we had was the best thing they could’ve done and, today, I applaud their courage and strength.
I am, however, one of the lucky ones. Even though my parents’ relationship was not the best, they always loved me and my brother. Some kids don’t have this luxury. The pressure the Romanian society and church placed on people to have “traditional families” has often times created artificial, misery filled families, children who are hated and abused, or raised with standards that are impossible for them to achieve, which leaves them feeling inferior, not good enough, for the rest of their lives. That, if they have a family. Because, in our country there are 60.000 orphans, in need for a family, however adopting is still considered something weird, unnatural, by most people.
Then, there are people who would give anything to be able to have a child, to adopt and to raise them at the best of their capabilities. Yet these people don’t even have the right to hold hands on the street, because it “offends”, it’s “disgusting”, they are “violating the rights” of straight people. Yes, I am talking about gay people. I am disgusted too, in fact – by the people who believe they have the right to decide what’s right or wrong, the people who feel entitled to dictate how others should live their lives, the people who are self absorbed enough to feel they’ve got the right to take others’ rights away.
Most of all, I am completely and utterly disgusted by the people who are killing the chances of unwanted children to become wanted. To learn what love is. To grow up feeling safe, feeling like they matter.
Nobody is saying that having a family like they do in movies is wrong. Au contraire, it’s wonderful (I imagine). Unfortunately, the reality is, most of the time, different – so we have to learn to live with what we’ve got and make the best of it. If you seriously think it’s better for a child to grow up in an orphanage rather than having two fathers, then God damn it, try to set all your misconceptions aside and think again. We’re begging you.