When I tell people I don’t have children, why do some of them automatically assume that I never wanted kids, don’t like kids, and am therefore just not a very nice person? And why do they then go on to “educate” me about related subjects that it’s clear they know absolutely nothing about?
Perhaps it’s my fault for not spelling out my infertility for them, but frankly, that’s none of their business.
It’s Whiny Wednesday. Let it all hang out, sisters.