To Go Or Not To Go

I’ve been doing a lot of good old soul-searching lately and I’ve come to the conclusion that I need to go to New York to find my parents. I plan to go to every law firm and hospital until I find at least one of them. Yes, calling every place from the comfort of my of home would be more reasonable and cheaper, but I feel like actually seeing them would do more good. I’ve got questions, and they need to be answered.

My brother told me something last week before he left to go back to Boston. Of course, he said it to upset me (it did), but now it’s driving me insane not knowing if it’s true or not. It’s something I’ve always suspected but kept my mouth shut about just in case I was wrong so I wouldn’t upset anyone. The only way I’ll find out if it’s true or not is if I go see my parents and talk to them.

Indy has offered to go with me and I’m happy because I’m probably going to need him for emotional support during the trip (and because I have no sense of direction so I‘d probably be completely lost without him). Needless to say, I’m still feeling a insecure about going. I know I need to go find them, but I’m not sure I want to. If what my brother said is true, then me being the black sheep in the family has a logical (or somewhat logical) explanation and it may or may not make me feel a little better. If it’s not true, then that means I’m the black sheep for no reason and I’m probably going to never find out why they all seem to hate me.