About – A Quest for Origins, Truth, and Identity

From Adoption to Return: A Life Between Two Worlds

Adopted from Vietnam as a child by a French family, I grew up in Bordeaux surrounded by love — but also silences no one could name.

As a child, I had simple yet powerful dreams:
to become a professional footballer, then a firefighter.
But life brought me back to a harsher reality.
Invisible struggles, unanswered questions, and an ongoing inner quest.

Disappear to Come Back Stronger

In 2020, I left France. Not to travel, but to deliberately lose myself.

I spent a year in Bangkok. Then I returned to where it all began: Vietnam.
Not as a tourist, but as a man in inner exile.
Searching for meaning. For answers. And perhaps, for myself.

Finding one part. Still searching for the other.

I was fortunate to find my birth mother again. To see my brother once more.
Real faces. Voices lost in time.

But my sister is still missing.
I don’t know where she is, but I keep searching for her.
And maybe, one day, my words will find her.

Living Without a Degree. Learning Out of Necessity.

I have no official diploma.
Everything I know, I learned on the ground — by walking, falling, and starting over.

I taught myself English while living abroad.
I trained independently in writing, web, digital skills, and culture.
Today, I live in Vietnam, thanks to what I’ve built with my own hands, doubts, and determination.

Because I needed a living space, away from social networks,
where I could write what I never dared to say.

RacinesVietnam.com is a blog, but above all, a refuge.
For adoptees. The uprooted. Lost children who have grown into rebuilding adults.
A space for sharing around Vietnamese adoption, bicultural identity, spirituality, transmission, and living memory.

What You’ll Find Here

  • Testimonies on Vietnamese adoption, kinship, and identity

  • Articles on Vietnamese culture, its rituals, names, and wisdom

  • Immersive travel journals, far from tourist clichés

If You See Yourself in This Journey

If you’re adopted.
If you’re still searching for what connects you to a story, a country, a name, or simply to yourself.
If you live abroad, without a map or compass.
If you had to build yourself without diplomas or landmarks, but with willpower.

Then you’re in the right place.
And maybe this site is a little bit yours, too.

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