LET’S HAVE SOME FUN
I’m a Man Who Chose Not to Have Kids, Here’s Why
Sorry, Mom
My lovely mini fridge, Tom, sits behind me every day. He has gladly accompanied me on every step of my writing journey and has voiced only minor complaints on this journey.
Here, say hi, Tom:
Every half hour or so, Tom likes to buzz to cool himself down. You can barely hear the noise but it still irritates me.
Tom, I love you. But enough already. I heard you the first time.
I have a small fan beside me, that I turn off to mute out the buzzing. But if I don’t position the fan in the right spot —just between my desk and the minifridge — it won’t drown out the buzzing that shouldn’t even bother me in the first place. The problem is, that I suffer from misophonia, and am easily triggered by benign, small sounds that shouldn’t bother any rational person.
Now, given this information alone, I hope you understand why having a child might not be good for someone like me. I’m already high maintenance on my own. And having a goal of quiet is not conducive to having a baby.