As I sat them both down in the front lounge, I felt so anxious. Their worry was evident on their faces, and I decided to just come out with what I had to say.

"I want to find my biological parents."

They both sat there in silence for a few moments, looking shocked, before Pappa said, "We understand, Beth. We knew this day would come, and it is only natural after all."

I watched as my mom's eyes glistened, tears threatening to spill over. I feel so guilty, for putting them both through this. I begin to wonder whether this is the right decision. But my mind is set.

"I know this is upsetting. But I still love you. That will never change."

"Beth, we'll support you 100%! You're still our child." Mom stuttered out.

And as we all embrace each other, I feel as though only one relationship will be able to survive, because this just feels forced and insincere.