The Trouble With Being Born
Sometimes, having come to the realization that I do not want to reproduce and nurture young as a major life goal, I feel I’ve hit the jackpot.
Life can honestly be so much simpler for so many, if they decided not to have kids, to just kick back and take it easy and help people where you can, or just to do your part to be a good person in a shitty world…. It’s enough.
All this reproduction for one’s ‘legacy’ or or as a way to face one’s inevitable and impending death and want to somehow live on, it’s like… why? What’’s the point? This world doesn’t need more messes, it doesn’t need more people.
And the kids, the poor innocent kids. Before the world f’s us up, I believe that most of us, that most people as kids, are pretty decent. We all know that children don’t tend to see color, or race, they don’t see rich/poor, or whatever else, until later in life. There’s something that happens between us when we come into this world, and when we start to linger in it. Only the good die young, they say, no? The best time to go out is when you’re still rosy cheeked, still rose-tinted, no? Best to quit while you’re still ahead, no? I don’t know. I digress.
The poor innocent kids. Why bring them into the world? They don’t stay kids forever, you know. Eventually they turn into people like you and I. Terrifying, I know. So when people talk about “how can you not want Children though!”, they’re not thinking it all the way through. By age 10 or 15 or so, at MOST, the children have left the building. Then you got preteens and teens, and then it’s all downhill from there lol. For everyone. The parents and the kids.
I saw someone the other day in the train, reading ‘the trouble with being born’, I chuckled.
“To have committed every crime but that of being a father”, Cioran had written.
I can adapt it to “to have committed every crime but that of being a mother”.
I don’t know, I can’t help it, but everytime I see people having children I just want to go to them and shake them and say “really?!!”. But I have to remember that it’s not everyone’s choice to have a child, even if they do. What with the cogs of capitalism and desire to control women and their bodies and deny abortion, birth control, and sterilisation in so many places; and if not that, then the whispers of society in the ears of young girls and boys, telling them they need to grow up and start a family; or to appease religion, or family, or whatever else…. With that in mind, who knows how many people are born into this world haphazardly or out of lack of choice. BUT, for those who consciously choose to bring kids into this world, especially at a time like this, it’s just a bit unreal.
The best thing you can do for your children is to not have them, tbh. Let them stay in the void, doing somersaults in space or some shit, but groovy space where you can breathe and just chill. Like a fifth element space vibe, but not depressing.
I don’t know. The world was absurd, that’s for sure. Unreal, insane.
Anyway, having come to the realization that I do not want to reproduce and nurture young as a major life goal, I feel I’ve hit the jackpot. Especially as a woman, knowing that I feel no need to buy into the societal pressure to reproduce, and don’t feel any biological drive to do so, is like a dream.
Another realization was that if I chose not to have kids, one does not need to grow up as much, or have as much stress, as if one had chosen to have kids. Taking care of yourself is much less work than having to take care of others. Maybe when it came down to it I was just against having kids because I was lazy. Lol.
Anyway. The trouble with being born. Troubles*
There were so many of them. And yet here we all are.
I chuckle.
