The incident happened 22 years ago, but it has had a terrible impact on my life ever since. At the age of 21, I met a boy during college who I immediately fell in love with. You know, some kind of pink fog is swarming around and I managed to leave my mind somewhere. Our relationship was cloudless and happy. My mother was extremely opposed to the relationship because the boy was a skilled worker and thought he didn’t fit me. My dad didn't live then. I got pregnant after half a year and the boy immediately left me when she found out. I haven't heard from him since. I didn't dare tell my mother what happened for a long time. And when I finally stood in front of him, he told me I couldn’t keep the child. However, I could no longer dismiss it. I finally went into the adoption. They took it from me right after giving birth and I couldn’t even see it. I only got a photo of him, which I have kept since. I think a lot about what it might look like, what it’s doing, and so on. How did someone else process the adoption?