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Several posts back, but the response "oh you're just mad at your parents. got it" grinds my gears and is dismissive. Isn't that at least partially the point of this question? I love my parents but when climate change dooms me to a slow, hot, miserable death I will be cursing their name, if I haven't killed myself out of depression or desperation first. My brother did. His twin is close to it on any given day. I would never think to create another life, particularly on this horrible, violent, vicious planet, that would even potentially hate me for it. And even if they didn't hate me, I would feel the guilt of all the pain they would eventually suffer. On top of that, what's the point? The best life they could possibly hope for from being sprung from my loins is to grow up, get a job, pay bills, and make someone else wealthy. No thanks. Yes, I think having kids is wrong. For me, at least.
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