Itâs not me, itâs you.
âSpoken like a single person without kids.â
I hadnât heard that in a while. In fact, while the person who said it used to make comments like that all the time, he hadnât in years. Iâll admit, it threw me off and I was pretty pissed.
Having kids doesnât make your life more important than mine and it certainly doesnât make you better. We all make our choices and we live our lives the way we want to. There isnât a right or wrong way.
I think what gets me fired up about this is thereâs always been an insecurity there for me. As Iâve mentioned before, choosing to not have kids has meant years of having to explain it. Years of people telling me Iâd change my mind or that I had to have kids. Having to defend something that shouldnât have to be defended weighs on you and when someone tries to make you feel as if your life isnât as evolved or is less, yeah, it bothers you.
To be fair, sometimes I think my friends can be a bit envious of the life I lead. I donât mean they want to be single and in their mid-30âs, but there is an element of freedom they no longer have. If I want to go somewhere, I do it. If I want to sleep in, I do it. My life is still dictated by me and as a result, I am doing all of the things they like they do but canât.
The point Iâm trying to make is that while I get defensive, I forget there are two sides. Yes, those comments are somewhat hurtful but perhaps they arenât about me at all.
Because at the end of the day, my life is pretty awesome.










