I wish there was someone who got what was happening and could just look at me and tell me we weren’t crazy. That we weren’t being stupid. Someone to say “I’m proud of you, and I got your back no matter what.“
me: i like the idea of having children because i’m amazing and the world deserves my offspring but i’m not having children because i’m a fundamentally selfish person and i have zero interest in caring for a child and putting its needs before mine
other people: oh, no, you’ll understand someday. I was pretty selfish too, but it’s different with children.
me, in my head: no…… the world revolves around me……… i have no interest in it revolving around anyone else and quite frankly the entire concept disgusts me……. don’t project your weakness onto me, sharon……
me out loud: ha! you’re probably right! we’ll see.
You know when I said I knew little about love? That wasn’t true. I know a lot about love. I’ve seen it, centuries and centuries of it, and it was the only thing that made watching your world bearable… You could search to the furthest reaches of the universe and never find anything more beautiful. So yes, I know that love is unconditional. But I also know that it can be u n p r e d i c t a b l e , u n e x p e c t e d , u n c o n t r o l l a b l e , u n b e a r a b l e a n d s t r a n g e l y e a s y t o m i s t a k e f o r l o a t h i n g.