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Cake day: July 5th, 2023

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  • Well this certainly hits me hard. I had the opposite happen. I was with a woman who was very staunchly “no kids.” And while we were dating, I was on the fence about having kids. All the reasons, they cost too much money, too much time, the environment is being destroyed, what kind of future will they have, I can hardly take care of myself, how can I take care of them?

    So I told her, “I could go either way and be happy. Kids, no kids, no big deal.” And that was true at the start of our relationship. But after a decade… Well before we got married I broke down one evening, real drunk, and told her that I really did want to have a child with her, and that if we couldn’t have a child, then whenever we can afford it, I’d like to adopt. She told me she didn’t want to have kids, but would consider adoption. we decided to put a pin in it, get married, and talk about it again later.

    Well this time it was her turn to change her mind, because after being married 2 years we have the conversation again and this time the only kid she’d be willing to “adopt” would be a gay teenage run-away. Like if a family kicked a kid out of their house for being gay, she’d be willing to bring them in. And I’m just like… I pictured adopting a child, like a 4-6 year old at the most? So now it was big decision time, and I had to make one.

    She didn’t want to make me unhappy by us never having kids, and I didn’t want to make her unhappy by forcing her to have them. So what did we do? Us, two people who loved each other unconditionally? We split up. And it was the hardest, most awful thing I’ve ever had to do.

    I’m just now getting over the relationship enough to start dating again (just took me five fucking years), and now I feel like I may be too old to have kids! I’m 39 now, and I know guys can have kids anytime, but I want to be able to play with my kids, be present in their lives, be a fun dad. well at this rate I’ll be mid 40’s before I’m ever teaching a kid to ride a bike, and good god then I’ll have to work until I’m dead just to make sure the kid has a chance at a happy life.

    I just don’t understand how people just “have” kids. Like, zero forethought, zero planning.

    At this point, I think I should just find a cute single mom because I just don’t feel like I have time anymore to build a family from scratch










  • nobody would care

    Information Overload. The march doesn’t matter. The people who did the upsetting thing have already gone on to do several more upsetting things by the time we’ve started marching against the first one. The people reporting about the upsetting thing miss the point but it doesn’t matter because nobodies actually paying attention, it’s just fluff on in the background. The white noise we need to go about our day maintaining some false sense of “staying up to date” when it’s impossible to do. The torrent of information comes from all over the globe and never stops growing. Even if everything is suddenly perfect in your neighborhood, city, state, or country, it doesn’t matter because there’s a genocide somewhere else, and the pope died, and there’s a famine and a new study that says the sweet treats you like are going to kill you and the stock market is down but it’s back up by the time you check and you should’ve bought the dip so you could actually retire but you were too busy ignoring a TV while looking at bad news on your phone and eating a sweet treat because nothing feels real anymore and you just need a hit of dopamine before you start panicking and reach for the gun in the nightstand to put a bullet in your brain because at least the bullet will be real and the silence afterwards won’t be temporary.