Ever had one those moments in life when you know, beyond any shadow of a doubt, you are making a very, very bad decision, with a great chance for instant regret and a miserable, probably long lasting, outcome and notheless followed that path?
Yeah, that one. Care to share with us?
I’ll start. I dated a person, after we had already dated for a very short time, during which I was cheated on and eventually was left for a fourth person.
Yeah, not my brightest moment. And yes, I was cheated on again and again was left for another person.
Having kids. I love my kids, but if I could go back and not have them I absolutely would. Never have kids until you’re financially comfortable. Fuck, the struggle is fucking real.
I really admire the honesty and bravery it took to write this comment. Thank you for sharing.
It is a sad reality that I hate even thinking about. I love these little bastards to pieces, but the money thing is killing me. I’m in a spot where I’m “too rich” to qualify for any government help and too poor to be able to afford it on my own.
My wife and I had a similar conversation the other day. The kids were being a handful, and she said, “Why do people even have kids?”
And I said it’s because society lies to you. “You’ll never feel emotionally/mentally/financially ready for kids. Just do it!”
I always tell people that you need to be 110% sure. I wouldn’t trade my kids for anything, but I sure do miss the quiet, free time, and extra money.
That’s basically the biggest lie/bullshit you can ever hear. You can always be ready for kids. I just need $75+k a year and I’ll be more than happy.