I am adopted

I feel like I have no roots.

I am connected to 30 years of life on this earth, but do not feel connected to anything older. My genetic makeup is my tradition. I have no cultural tradition. I am an outsider looking in, a reader doing research at the library.

No roots
No home

Am I burdened to forever wander, following me, for that is where my home is. I am my family.

Or does all of this have nothing to do with being adopted but has to do with age?

Am I in some common phase of life where 30 year olds think about their dreams, selfishly doing what they want following their hearts forsaking a life with family?