And, as quickly as it began, the emptiness and weirdness fades away.
A look at the blogs of other childfree women, of childfree advocacy groups, and articles about them… A look at these reminds me that I'm not alone.
That is the answer then: too much time spent in a world where I don't belong, among the clucky, the childLESS, the parents. It's not my world, and that's why I was feeling so empty.
It all makes so much sense now.
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I used to be really annoyed by child-centric people, until I landed in a place where it didn't matter so much. I live in an urban environment and all my friends have a childfree mentality, but it doesn't consume us so much. We just laugh at certain people we meet who are all consumed with housebuying and kids and holidays, and then just stay clear of those people. But let me comment next month after I've endured my Thanksgiving duties. After I've answered a million dumb questions about whether or not I'll ever have kids. Because nobody in my family really cares more about my job, travels, hobbies, interests, etc., than if I'll ever have kids. It's really hard to relate to people who just watch T.V. every night after the kids go to bed. So how are they supposed to know how to ask or show interest in anything else?
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