I love having a kid, so probably not pointed at me. I loved coaching him and his buddies as they played their first year of basketball. I love playing the rogue like he’s into. I love showing him how to train his body, how math can be awesome and fun, how characters in books can teach us about ourselves. I love teaching him how to clean the bathroom and that our family only works because we all work for each other. I hope I fill his day with love and acceptance and hope he can move himself even when times are rough. I hope he and I are friends when he’s thirty and I’ve given him a strong mind to find a place in this harsh world. I hope he finds friends that get him beyond what he does and loves all the nooks and crannies that make us lovelably human. I hope he is strong to stand up for himself and his values. And, if he has some left over, for those not as well off as him. I hope that I can give him some of this. I hope his life is filled with beauty and joy and so much more.
And fuck… I am tired. But at least on Wednesday nights I get to roll some dice with some friends.
You know what will really bring us together and save our marriage?
This post is weirdly judgemental.
If you like your child free life so much, why do you feel the need to comment on those that aren’t.
Check the sidebar - this is /c/childfree
I’m guessing you came here from All and didn’t seek out this community specifically?
Scrolling through All provides a glimpse into the variety the Fediverse offers. Even when I find a community I don’t agree with or care to hear about, I can simply block it. Meanwhile, I’m glad that those who do value those topics have a place to discuss things.
Which is all to say that those who feel strongly about being childfree deserve their space to talk about it, regardless of your feelings toward their opinions. This is their space, and nobody’s forcing you to be here.
Because parents comment on our “selfish” child free life all fucking day long, I guess
There’s not even that many comments, something tells me you didn’t even check first.
Funny how we all celebrate when leopards eat the faces of those complaining about their own actions. But for some reason when it comes to the regret of having children, people clutch their pearls.
I’m not judging all parents. I’m judging parents that didn’t think about wtf they were doing while making life decisions. The same way I judge people that voted for a clown and were shocked when they got a circus.
I’d argue absolutely no parent has any idea what they’re doing when they have their first kid, because it’s borderline impossible to know how all encompassing it’s going to be. Mostly they’re just grumbling because it is hard work a lot of the time. I say this absolutely without judgement on people who don’t want to have kids.
Comparing this to leopards eating faces is a little much.
My point though is, why do you care so much? Their choices don’t really affect you and you’re just kicking someone when their down. Love Live your life and let other people live theirs.
Now if they were constantly annoying you about not having kids and then complain how kids ruined their lives, then yeah, judge away.
Otherwise, this is just shitty.
Edit: Love to Live
It reminds me of MGTOW, where men don’t want to associate with women (no homo apparently) but every single thing those people say is about how they’re so over women or something.
Or I guess Linux communities that talk about Windows all day.
I tend to attribute the fatigue and existentialism to the crumbling society my family lives in. It is a hell of a lot easier to raise kids for a future when there’s a future to raise them for.
Since I was a toddler, my mother always told me: Don’t have children, you’ll regret it. They ruin your life. My life was so much better before you two came asking. I never wanted to have kids. Having children was your father’s idea.
My sister had decided not to be 4 years old.
I always knew I ruined my parents’ lives, but they never resented me for it. They knew it wasn’t my fault, I didn’t choose to be born, they were the ones that had the birth control fail and then chose to not get plan B / an abortion. They didn’t plan on having a baby so young, but they did, so they buckled down and did the best they could.
I’ll always love them and do anything for them for that. They had so many other life plans that just went unfulfilled because of me and my siblings, but still they were always good and loving parents to us. And we don’t have to do that silly thing where they pretend that all they ever wanted in life was to be parents. We all know what really happened, and we all made the best of it together.
I definitely had a mom that resented me. Looking back, I was treated differently for sure. I have no doubt in my mind that when my parents found out that their second child was going to be twins, my existence was cursed purely by being the second born twin. Oh well, I can only move forward. I’m glad she’s dead.
