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I was sure from the time I was 15 that I wanted no kids. Small children make me twitch. Couple that with a hair-trigger temper and I knew that I would be a lousy parent, end of discussion. I went through several relationships where when The Question cam up I did not equivocate. The answer was No. I made my decison and I am happy with it. Oddly enough I now find I can tolerate teenagers (at least for an hour at a time) and teach high school and I do enjoy it. But seeing the poverty my cowrkers live in and the endless stress over trying to be adequate (not perfect, just adequate) parents tells me I made the right choice. It was right for me but it might not be for someone else and that is cool. I have been offered money by relatives to find a new partner and have kids and I have told them no thank you and gone about my business. Those are the people I do not understand. Why should my decision be any of their business. Leave me, and all the others who have made this concious decision, alone to live my life and I will not meddle in yours.
