I can only answer them from my perspective from a domestic adoption when I was an infant. There was no intrigue or drama, just an average adoption.

And, yes, it's quite alright to ask me about it.

1. Did you know you were...(usually whispered) adopted?
   Sometimes, I try mightily to resist the urge to respond, "WHAT?! I'm ADOPTED?!", but, it doesn't always work and that reply does slip out every now and then.
   
   But, I suppose you want to know if I always knew it, or, if I found secret papers somewhere, or, if my parents sat me down and told me one fateful day right before commercial in a very special episode.
   
   Well, sorry to disappoint, but, I grew up knowing it. No big thing.
   
   
2. Don't you want to find your "real" parents?
   No, I want to live here with Daddy Warbucks for the rest of my life.
   
   Alright, alright, I'm not that big of an ass, I've never said that to anyone. Out loud, anyway.
   
   Seriously, though, it's not something I think about a lot. Predictably, I will say that my parents are my "real" parents, and, I know where they are.
   
   I did find myself thinking about it more after I had children, for several reasons including family medical history, and, the sheer fact that after having a child, I had a new understanding of how monumental that must have been to place me for adoption.
   
   I don't think I would actively seek anyone out, but, I'm open to contact in case anyone were to contact me.
   
   I'd also be remotely curious if I had any siblings of any sort. I know there's none older, but, it'd be interesting to know if there are any younger.
   
   
3. Do you know the circumstances?
   Kind of. I think I was the product of two high school aged kids, and, that kind of thing just wasn't acceptable in those days.
   
   I think the mother had second thoughts, though, as I was 10 weeks old by the time I was placed.
   
   I need to go through some papers at my parents house, there's probably more information there.
   
   I do know I was the only baby at the orphanage at the time, and, the nuns had apparently spoiled me to death, so, I was not a happy camper when I was taken home.
   
   
4. Did your parents try for kids of "their own"?
   Did you not learn anything from the second question? I am "their own".
   
   If you want to know if they could have biological children, well, "eeew" who wants to ponder that about their parents?
   
   I have no idea. I guess so.
   
   
5. Does being adopted affect your life?
   
   Not in any unusual way. Like I said, though, I've thought about it a little more often since having children, myself.
   
   It was kind of weird when I had Busy Girl, she was the first person I ever met who was biologically related to me.
   
   Being adopted is kind of handy when you go to a new doctor and have to fill out a 50 page health history, you just get to write "N/A" on all of it.
   
   
6. Speaking of family health history, doesn't it make you anxious not to know what it is?
   Nah, not really. Even if it did, there's not much I could do about it.
   
   If there had been anything significant, I think it would have been disclosed at the time of adoption.
   
   It is what it is.
   
   
7. You look like your dad (or mother)
   Yeah, I do look a little bit like my dad.
   
   However, I have only recently met my dad's nieces (my cousins), and, I gotta say, they all look like my father in drag, so, I think I may have gotten the better end of the deal, there.
   
   You know darn well I look nothing like my mother did.
   
   You either don't see well at all, or, you're reaching (quite far) for conversation.
   
   
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