Early in my school life, my parents would take me to school and wait with me at the school yard until the gates closed. As soon as they closed, I would cry, kicking and screaming non-stop. It went on like that until I was 8 or 9. The principal would call them: “You need to come and get her, because she’s crying herself sick.” I flunked several times because of that. My psychologist believes that happened because of the adoption, because I was taken away from my mom, or because I was afraid I’d lose my parents as well.