Hi everyone, my story is a bit... different. I'm 30 yrs old from Tel Aviv, Israel. I was born in 1986 via an anonymous sperm donation, and raised by my single mom, with my younger sister. Since I can remember myself, I wanted to know who my donor is. Not because I was ungrateful for my mother, but because it was very hard for me to live with this... black hole about who half of me is.
The donation wasn't from a sperm bank but from my mom's private gynaecologist so unlike adopted children, there's no file or record i could open when was 18, all the information is held with the gynaecologist, and he claims for a patient doctor confidentiality. I've tried pleading with him over the years, but was unsuccessful. My only option is hiring a private investigator and due to the difficulty of my case, it will cost a good amount of money i dont have. I'm a newlywed, starting my life with my husband, we both don't come from wealthy families and we support ourselves on our own. As much as I've tried, and I have, this issue won't give me rest, thinking every other man on the street could be him. I need to know who my father is in order to be able to move on with my life. I can't let go of it, and i won't. I want to know who half of me is, why I am the way I am, before I will be a mom myself.
If my story touched any of you, and you feel like helping me out, you can change my life.
Thanks for taking the time to read my story,