On our trip we took 8 flights within 12 days, 2 of which were 12 hour flights, and we also spent a lot of time on public transport and visited 2 zoos and other public attractions.
You know what this means? Being trapped with kids. For a very long time. It felt like every journey we took there was a crying child or a running child or a child that doesn’t understand the concept of personal space and drives their toy car up my leg and whose parents apparently don’t give a shit.
I’m not here to criticise those who like, want or have children. That’s none of my business. But likewise, my decisions are none of other people’s business. Except when I say that I don’t want children the whole world and its fucking mother makes it their business.
After a bad bus ride I had a whine on facebook about how I can do without kids. And I fucking called it: my mum immediately said “but your kids will be different”. She’s usually cool about my decisions, like my choice not to get married, so I was shocked that apparently not wanting children crosses the line? And then for some reason someone I used to be close friends with appears out of nowhere and agrees with her. Of all people these two should know better, but this sexist ‘you’ll change your mind’ bullshit still persists.
I am sick to death of this bullshit. It’s all over the media. You can’t escape it. We’re told that people with vaginas who don’t want kids are unacceptable. Just stop it.
I am an adult in my early-mid twenties. I work hard to keep myself independent of everyone else and I have a sensible head on my shoulders. Please stop treating me like I don’t know what I’m about. Please recognise my ability to make rational, informed decisions. You would not undermine a cis man like this. Do not undermine me.
