I’ll start. I’m a 37-year-old woman, and I’ve always been indifferent about having children. I love peace and quiet, but at the same time, I wouldn’t mind having kids if my partner really wanted them.
I’ve been with my husband for 13 years now and married for 11. I’m his second (and final) wife. He has three kids with his first wife. She was supportive of him taking a second wife, with just one request: no more children. That solidified my decision not to have kids.
In a perfect utopian world, I’d like the idea of having children and raise it with a loving partner. In this dystopian world where I’m dealing with severe depression, I can barely take care of my cat, and I have trouble wanting to go outside, and the world is collapsing into a climate catastrophe, I don’t have that strong of a will to even live, let alone raise a child to even enjoy a better childhood thann what I had.
I’ve already lost my childhood due to abusive parents, I don’t really want to lose my adulthood either, so… sorry to the “soul” out there who would’ve been incarnated as my child, but honesly you wouldn’t have missed much, maybe go reincarnate on another planet that has passed the great filter.
I mean unless we magically get a fix that solves the authoritarianism in my country and my depression is also fixed. And I have good income, then, only then, maybe I’ll rethink it.