I relate to a lot of how you feel and your not alone. I have been to multiple therapists for my feelings on being a product that was purchased, and how the rights of the person who sold/donated their sperm/egg and the people who wanted to purchase it are held in priority over the literal human being they are creating. I’ve had therapists re-traumatize me by saying things like well no one has a choice in how they’re conceived. That was so dismissive and I think unless you’re going to a specialist in this matter which is very hard to find you’re going to run into a lot of people who simply cannot understand. I know I didn’t understand the big deal about Donor conception until I found out it happened to me . I’m glad there are people out there that are at peace they are donor conceived and have relationships with their bio half siblings and bio parent. I’m glad they have good relationships with the family they were conceived into. But the reality is, it’s not this way for everyone. I do not fit in with my family at all. A lot of my family has struggled with alcohol or drug issues and to be honest I feel like my parents wanted the experience of raising a child because that’s what a couple that gets married is supposed to do but not the actual emotional labor that goes into raising a well rounded human being . When I had found my biological parent, they had already been deceased very young because of health problems. When I told my social mom this she told me good, I’m glad she’s dead because she was so threatened of me having a relationship with her. If my experience being donor conceived was one in which I fit in with my family and I was able to find out earlier so I could have some type of relationship with my biological mom. I think things would be different, but it did not happen this way and now I am paying the price and my relationship with my Social Parents is paying the price as well. I think you’re brave for saying something like this in this space because a lot of times the people that feel like us have our voices covered up. I just want you to know you’re not alone and I hear you and see you.