Post by Deleted on Mar 22, 2019 10:33:58 GMT
Hey Dipshit, this makes three is us happy you decided never to reproduce: you, your wife, and me.
DillyDipShit:
DillyDipShit:
Not choosing when, and whether, and how many, to have children, is the best thing my wife and I, didn't. Some day in the future, we will come to regret that. But, how can you miss the people you never knew or existed, and why should people second-guess our decision. Maybe we'll "Thelma-and-Louise" ourselves rather than worry about who will take care of us when we cannot. Maybe we'll grow bitter without the temperment of family around us...or, maybe we'll miss that ironic resentment altogether. Or, maybe we'll just get the good half of the "Soylent Green" equation...and let others recycle the other half.
One thing I am sure of: we have been nice and caring towards the people around us, and there are many. They wish we would buy into their smartphone mania. They think we are denying the world something by not bringing more mouths to feed into the world, and spreading our wonderfulness into the next generation. They think we would make wonderful foster parents. They don't understand why one of us will go to the beach, and the other will meet friends at industry gatherings. Or why we don't share pictures of wonderful cancer surviving children on FaceBook and celebrate mothers so they come up in our timelines so we can see them like we did four years ago. They wonder why we work in a music industry, yet don't thrill to seeing some 8-year-old sing Queen on some teevee show every other night.
Mostly, they see us as the only ones in their circle marking anniversaries year-in-and-out...with stability.
One thing I am sure of: we have been nice and caring towards the people around us, and there are many. They wish we would buy into their smartphone mania. They think we are denying the world something by not bringing more mouths to feed into the world, and spreading our wonderfulness into the next generation. They think we would make wonderful foster parents. They don't understand why one of us will go to the beach, and the other will meet friends at industry gatherings. Or why we don't share pictures of wonderful cancer surviving children on FaceBook and celebrate mothers so they come up in our timelines so we can see them like we did four years ago. They wonder why we work in a music industry, yet don't thrill to seeing some 8-year-old sing Queen on some teevee show every other night.
Mostly, they see us as the only ones in their circle marking anniversaries year-in-and-out...with stability.
