Straight woman: have the whole responsability of taking pills using contraceptive injections or any other contraceptive methods and suffer all the side effects, if that doesn’t work they have to go through abortion (if they can), she is at risk of unwanted pregnancy, pregnancy as a result of rape (even as a child), her body have to go through actual pregnancy and suffer all the normal yet unpleasent and potentially dangerous symptoms, she is at risk of having serious health issues and complications during pregnancy, she is at risk of having chronic health issues associated with pregnancy, she is at risk of dying during pregnancy or birth, she have to go through the incredibly painful and complicated labor of vaginal birth or have a C section with all it’s consequences, her body suffer permanent changes, she have to breastfeed, her emotional and mental healths are compromised, her career, plans and future are seriously affected by pregnancy and many, many more issues…
straight men: I don’t want you to have affordable healthcare or birth control, if you have it, all the responsibility is yours because I dont want to wear a condom, they are very uncomfortable, also, if you happen to get pregnant and I am the father, I have the option to run away and not pay a dime while you take care of the kid on your own or even pay the child support and keep going with my life as normal, almost unaffected. Did I mention that condoms are so fucking uncomfortable????
Okay so not to tell you what to do with your life, but I just wanna throw an idea out there for any environmentalists: not having children is literally probably the best thing you can do for the planet. A single human consumes so much in their lifetime, and population growth is going to keep making it worse.
Want to help the environment, but still want kids? Awesome. Adopt. So many children out there already need parents, so it makes much more sense to give them a home than make more kids. Be the best parent ever for someone who needs it most.
What is life for? To die? To kill myself at once? No, I am afraid. To wait for death till it comes? I fear that even more. Then I must live. But what for? In order to die? And I could not escape from that circle.
Can we have more child-free representation in movies and shows?
Having a character be child-free and then writing kids in later doesn’t count. We need more couples in TV and movies that are happy without kids. Is it that hard to write a successful, happy couple that don’t want kids?
One cannot bring children into a world like this. One cannot perpetuate suffering, or increase the breed of these lustful animals, who have no lasting emotions, but only whims and vanities, eddying them now this way, now that.
It’s possible to argue that depressive realists are cursed with the kind of consciousness that isn’t automatically guarded against the horrors of life - that their consciousness sees a meaningless universe for what it is and apprehends the struggle of daily life with the jaws of death in the end. In other words, depressive realists may not be eccentrics or party-poopers but people who are born without the common anti-horror filter, who discern hopelessness - with all manner of denials produced against it - as our unavoidable lot. Their perception may not be due to clinical depression projected outward, but to an all-too-naked perception and understanding of what life holds.
Colin Feltham, Keeping Ourselves in the Dark, P. 74
I’m not upset with my parents for making me exist–they’ve been excellent to their very best–but I do think that the impetus behind the act of bringing anyone into (this particular) existence is either ignorance, selfishness, or both.
“People can’t seem to get it through their heads that there is never any healing or closure. Ever. There is only a short pause before the next “horrifying” event. People forget there is such a thing as memory, and that when a wound “heals” it leaves a permanent scar that never goes away, but merely fades a little. What really ought to be said after one of these so-called tragedies is, “Let the scarring begin.”