Just that really.
Adopted over 60 years ago at 6 weeks old. Must have been mentioned in front of me as a child but have no recollection of “being told”, tho I do remember a spectacular row at age 18 when I accused my parents of not telling me.
I traced my BM 25 years ago; we’re in fairly regular touch and have met twice. I chose not to tell my parents and still think that was the correct decision.
But adopted child syndrome is real; I look back at some of my teen/early adult behaviours and am horrified. I’m still no good at relationships.
Anyone else in a similar boat?