The pink elephant in the room

Obesity, homosexuality, retardation, are all qualities that some people would say, "They are different" I am using that term very loosely here. I, not being a super skinny woman myself can understand the obesity judgement and not fitting into the mainstream of society. The reason I started thinking about all of this today was because a family member came out of the closet today. I have no problem with this whatsoever because I try my best to be accepting and as open minded as possible. I think diversity is what makes this world go round today and actually makes it more interesting. If we were all the same, we would get bored. Although there will always be stereotypes and judgements - that's just human nature, I try my best to listen with a whole heart and not pass a negative judgement agaisnt someone just because they choose to live an alternative lifestyle. So, all of this got me thinking which I have done a lot of lately. Adoption is very similar except in some cases it can be worse because of the "taboo" that is placed on closed adoption as if it didn't happen. Gay people have a choice of coming out of the closet and living a certain lifestyle with their partners openly and honestly. I'm not saying it's easy, and I could never say I understand, but once they come out, there is really no way to ignore it. They do have a choice to come out or not. They could hide behind a facade if they choose to, but once they come out it's OUT THERE. Now, in my case I'm adopted...everyone KNOWS I'm adopted, but they sorta choose to ignore this little fact. On all sides of the triad, except Chuck-daddy everyone chooses to ignore this maybe not ignore but avoid. Why? I feel like my real life deep down is hidden. Obesity you can't hide, mental retardation you can't hide, a gay lifestyle you can't hide unless you choose not to come out, but adoption is like this pink elephant in the room that no one wants to talk about. For instance, at X-mas time my family and I were watching the news and a story about adoption came on. I felt very awkward and frozen as if I didn't know what to say. If we had been open about talking about this subject my whole life I'd feel like its something nice to relate to. Or another example both of my birth parents went to Iowa state, and there was an Iowa state football game on, but there was no mention of them even though my adopted parents knew that is where they went to school. I feel like if my parents had been open with me from the very start and talked about my birth family, my life would have been so much easier to deal with. It would be so much easier to talk about things- everything. Sex, drugs, friends, life in general. I'm not saying I agree with open adoption, I don't really know what I agree with. I think adoption is just confusing for everyone. It just seems as if in most families it's this taboo thing, and I don't really understand why it has to be. It's obvious my adopted mother didn't give birth to me. It's obvious I do not look like my parents. Why is it so hard to talk about? So, I guess for me it's like I am a closested gay person wanting to be acknowledged for who I really am. I know I'm adopted, but am not allowed to talk about my feelings for fear of hurting my parents and I will be closeted my whole life.