Do WE Even Have Rights?

My father is an anonymous sperm donor, and of that I am aware, but what I don’t know if I am aware of are MY rights. It’s kind of mind-blowing to think that some man who got payed to donate his sperm can turn me down when I am 18.
The California Cryobank states, “Upon reaching the age of eighteen, any CCB child has the right to request additional information about his/her genetic father. Cryobank will make all reasonable efforts to supply that information either from our records or by attempting to contact the donor on the child’s behalf.”

So I can make some lame attempt, but if MY father says no, I will never get to physically see the similarity between our smiles, the way his eyes light up, or how his nose matches mine and nobody else’s in my family. My whole life is based off of a yes/no question that has an answer I have absolutely no control over. How can something like this even be okay? Growing up with only a mom was hard yes, but coming to the realization that there is some large possibility that i will NEVER get to know what my own father looks like is probably the most difficult thing i could ever imagine. How could this be allowed to occur?

The California Cryobank also states,”Upon reaching the age of eighteen, any CCB child has the right to request contact with his/her genetic father. Cryobank will make all reasonable efforts to contact the donor on the child’s behalf. If the donor is willing, CCB will help facilitate the initial contact.”

I can REQUEST contact, but yet I still have no rights. If he doesn’t want me to contact him, it’s just over and there is nothing more i am even allowed to do. All it takes is a simple no from the man who took part in my creation. All it takes is a two letter NO to let everything sync in. I have no say in meeting my own father, and to me nothing else could be any more disgusting.

I am fully aware that my mother chose an anonymous donor, I may not know the purpose behind doing so, but it was done and that’s the kind of thing I can’t take back. How come some states are letting up and allowing those who were adopted to obtain their original birth certificates, yet I can’t even have contact with the man who unintentionally is the reason I am who I am today?

It’s crazy to think I can sit here and fight for my rights all because I was created my a man who probably doesn’t stay up all night and wonder where I am as I wonder where he is. It’s crazy to think that before I was even born, all power was seized from my hands. So, someone logically explain to any donor conceived person in the world like me why I have zero rights, why I had to grow up spending Father’s day alone, or Mother’s day thinking about how my mother is all I have, or how I can know that my own father’s favorite colors are brown and forest green, yet I cannot know his name. Someone, please explain.