Hello! I love sharing my story. I will always keep sharing my story. My story is very long, but I’ll try to keep it short. My story starts out in a small village in Southern Perm, Russia. My birthmother was raped at the age of 13 by her older brother. Then, she had me when she was 14. My birth grandmother made the decision to put me in an orphanage outside of the village where she changed my name and my birthday so my birthmother would never be able to find me.
In 1995 I got adopted with a little boy who is from the Northern part of Perm, Russia who is now my adopted brother. I was almost 4 years old. My brother was 1 years old. We arrived in Chicago, IL where we both stayed ever since arriving. We have always known about our adoption and I have always been so interested in where I come from. My brother, not so much. Our adopted family is very complicated, however, we are all still very loved. My adoptive parents adopted 4 more children after my brother and I. In 1998, my parents decided to go back to Perm, Russia to adopt two twin baby girls. In 2005, my parents went to Taiwan to adopt siblings, boy and girl.
When I was 7 years old, I got diagnosed with a hearing loss. I am 60% deaf. I wear two hearing aids. People never notice it until I point it out as I speak very well. This was a huge change for my adoptive parents and myself. I was already struggling with Russian and learning English was a nightmare. As I kept practicing English, my Russian faded away quickly where I couldn’t speak it anymore. Having a hearing loss meant a lot of struggles inside and outside of school. I was told as I get older, my hearing will decrease. It has helped me shape into the person I am today.
I have found my birth family in March of 2020 which I have always dreamed of doing. I knew the risk of finding my birth family but I needed closure for me and only me. My birthmother is not a very talkative person but I decided to tell her about my hearing loss anyways. She told me I was born with it. She also told me the exact date and time I was actually born. In the process of speaking with her, I found out I have 4 younger half birth siblings. I am in contact with my birth siblings more than I am with my birthmother. I am still longing for and waiting for them to be ready for a video chat. I pray that one day I can meet them. I believe it something I need to do personally to get that final closure.
Today, I have a Masters degree in Social Work. I work with foster care kids. I will continue to help those in need. I am very open about my story and the struggles I have been through to get to where I am at today. Don’t feel afraid to reach out. I have been through almost all of it. This is just the short version of my journey.