
Why childfree?
I’ve been certain about being childfree since age 17, confirmed at 18 and vasectomy around 35.
I have never had an urge to become a father, raise a kid or date or marry anyone with kids. I had a “girlfriend” with a son, apparently… for a few months.
My lifestyle goals, intentions for rest, healing and education; therapy, relationship and attachment healing… all I want is to feel secure in my life, self-sovereignty and creative goals. I’d rather spend thousand of dollars on photo, video, office and studio equipment.
I’m willing to volunteer for kids, dress in cosplay for my own joy and to help kids laugh and celebrate life, be part of the lives of my family’s kids but I want a childfree wife and a DINK life… or a polyamorous relationship with partners who are also childfree.
I’ve lived around coercive, conservative-minded people who refused to accept it, as if they themselves had a plan to brainfuck me into submission or coerce me with guilt-tripping about a single and struggling mom or whatever… and keeping that sort of community around is definitely hazardous to mental health. It hardens the heart.
There are 8.3 billion people on this planet and they are all consuming at an alarming rate while billionaires get richer and the poor get poorer.
I’ve been on disability since age 15, under guardianship since age 19, have no experience with taxes or any level of “adulting” as a result of that. I was also often teased, ignored or even yelled at for asking about taxes and general living skills.
I’m now 38, have seen all levels of local society and feel confidently terrified about how people treat each other, ignore the state of our world and even sometimes believe the world is flat and still consider themselves superior to the people around them.
Fuck no.
In short, I just don’t want kids.
I’ll do everything I can to help from my level of understanding, remaining straightedge and sober, sterile and childfree while I try to visit and share as much of the world as possible with a childfree lover, coming home with educational inspiration for the kids around me.
My family has plenty.
There’s no guarantee I’ll ever even be part of my family.
My father refuses accountability and he’s physically attacked me and DARVO maneuvered at least 3 times in my life including kicking me out at 17 and claiming I attacked someone somehow when I’d just walked in the door from my girlfriend’s house and was then chased up the stares and out my second story window to friends still waiting in the car.
Much of my family is very image-oriented and relationally dysfunctional… functioning, yet dysfunctional.
I’ve wanted out of that since age 16, after leaving a private correctional facility called Children’s Home of Detroit, where I stayed for 217 days… after I shoved my mother off me with a bat in order to push her away and avoid school.
I am not an average human. I deserve no sympathy, nor “correction.” I merely desire to live a live in which my nervous system isn’t constantly being bombarded with punitive correction for expressing feelings. I’d like a life free from competition and all the power sports my father loves.
…I want reminders that the world is bigger, not a child for whom my whole world would shrink.
I’m currently attending therapy, where I’ll eventually nurture the nerve to have my counselor write a letter to the court so we can terminate guardianship and get me working full time.
Until then, I should be focused on free social events, photography opportunities with expanding community and cash work so I can build confidence and consistency… which has been severely lacking due to circumstances beyond my control.
I’m a photographer, videographer and I enjoy singing. Life can be beautiful with appropriate application of all those skills.