I'm aware that my own experience of reunion is certainly a factor in the view I hold. In my case, I found parents who had been young and lacking in resources and support at the time of my birth, but who were not otherwise "unfit." I was born into a culture of secrecy and shame and was placed for adoption primarily to keep up appearances. (My biological grandmother was a person particularly concerned with external appearances, but she was not alone in that era. I recommend Rickie Solinger's Wake Up Little Susie for anyone who is interested in learning more about the social forces in play at the time.)
I love my adoptive family and don't wish them away, but I've also struggled throughout my life and into the present with adoption-related issues. My biological parents didn't escape without negative repercussions either. So it's impossible for me to view adoption itself as something entirely positive or even benign.
I'm frustrated that the societal solution to the problem of teen pregnancy at the time of my birth in the baby scoop era was one that completely severed me from my biological family, as well as from any knowledge of my history and roots, without in any way taking into account the threads that continued to bind me to that family.
I speak out against the institution of adoption as it is currently practiced primarily because I still see a huge discrepancy between the primarily positive way the adoption option is presented -- both to expectant parents and to members of the broader culture -- and the more complex reality as many of us have lived it.
The thing about adoption is that it seems so deceptively simple and elegant. You have an unplanned pregnancy and parents who, for whatever reason, are not prepared to take on the job of parenting. And then you have an infertile couple who want to be parents more than anything in the world. So you simply transfer the child from one family to the other and -- ta da! -- everyone is happy!
Except that it's not so simple. Except that every day I open up my Internet browser and read stories of almost unendurable pain and heartbreak caused by that "simple" transaction. Except that the mathematical simplicity of the adoption equation fails to take into account some core issues of biology and human nature.
So there you have it: my view of adoption as influenced by my own experience of it. I'm aware that some adoptees view adoption differently than I do, and I'm both respectful of that difference and curious about it. How did we all get to the positions we occupy, and in what ways were we influenced by the specifics of our individual journeys? That's what's on my mind today.