I’ll start. I’m a 37-year-old woman, and I’ve always been indifferent about having children. I love peace and quiet, but at the same time, I wouldn’t mind having kids if my partner really wanted them.
I’ve been with my husband for 13 years now and married for 11. I’m his second (and final) wife. He has three kids with his first wife. She was supportive of him taking a second wife, with just one request: no more children. That solidified my decision not to have kids.
Yes, because as we all know, not enjoying your life means you instantly kill yourself.
That’s even more reason to not get upset at parents; who are you to say their kids wouldn’t enjoy life or have hope of better enjoyment in the future?