War songs first.
"Why give birth? It's too painful," this is not entirely true. Of course, it's painful, but this is something I hope men can consider when discussing reproductive issues, rather than something I consider when deciding whether or not to have children.
On one hand, my pain tolerance is pretty good, probably because my nerves are dull. I haven't had much experience with pain since I was young. On the other hand, I believe my body will produce oxytocin, which will overshadow my complaints about pain with the happiness of bringing a new life into the world.
No weak spots, this is important#
The main reason I don't want to have children is "no weak spots, this is important".
I became very aware of this when my sister-in-law talked about giving gifts to my nephew's teacher. My sister-in-law didn't want to give a gift, but my nephew would be targeted by the teacher at school because of it. My sister-in-law was very angry.
Just hearing about this kind of thing makes me feel very tricky. If it were me being targeted by the teacher, I think it wouldn't matter how I handled it. Whether it's giving gifts in exchange for better treatment or insisting on not giving gifts and enduring the disdain, I feel like I would be taking responsibility for myself and I believe I can handle the consequences. But my nephew is just an innocent child who hasn't done anything wrong.
If I have a child, how should I deal with situations like this? He is an independent individual, and what right do I have to make decisions for him, whether to give gifts or not. But he hasn't grown into an independent individual yet, and I have no choice, I feel dirty. If it were me being targeted, I could calmly say that the world is heartless and the rules of this world are like this, but it's these innocent children who are being targeted, and I feel really dirty. I don't want to directly put myself in this situation.
I have imagined that if I have a child, I will love him very, very much. Deep love can be armor, but it must also be a weak spot. I don't want to be in this situation, no weak spots, this is important.
I think this kind of thinking is selfish, not because I haven't taken on the so-called "responsibility of continuing the human race" so I'm selfish. It's because I feel that this decision is made out of a mentality of avoiding responsibility. But I also don't think that if I give birth to a new life, I will no longer be a selfish person. I hope I am a generous person, but not through motherly love. I will continue to strive for it.
If the world born under my hips oppresses me, then I won't let this world be born#
Another reason is more feminist.
Everything in the world is a double-edged sword. On one hand, I envy men for not having to suffer, they can just spread their seed everywhere and become happy fathers. But on the other hand, I am also glad that the uterus is inside me, I have the ultimate decision-making power, as long as I don't want to, no one can make me give birth and avoid the trouble of raising a child. The uterus being inside women is a curse, but it is also a power. If I say I won't give birth, no one can make me.
Of course, technology is advanced now. Women can choose surrogacy if they want to give birth, they can choose from a sperm bank if they don't want a husband, and they can have a girl through in vitro fertilization if they only want a girl. But why bother? Why demand another life to accompany you in this oppressed world? The burden is too heavy.
Speaking of this, I remember once hearing a group of people at a coffee shop talking about politics and economics. In the end, one of the men said, "Actually, I don't care about all of this, I just want to make our children's future a little better." At first, I felt a bit disgusted by their conversation, but in the end, I found it a bit sad. Why bother? Knowing that the world is like this, why bring them into this world?
Lastly, I often feel ironic. Once we advocated for eugenics and lived happily ever after, but now we are the last generation. It's really ironic. The birth rate is declining, races are gradually dying out, and humanity is heading towards decline. So what? Humans will only be optimistic when they can see hope, and when there is no tomorrow, what does it matter if there is a flood behind them?
In addition: Since the adjustment of the weekly series, I feel happy every time I write, and I have regained some of the joy of writing blogs. It's really happy to write some nonsense that is subjective, cannot withstand scrutiny, and is not objective.