Hate

A childfree person is quick to defend them self with
"No, no, no I don't dislike children, I know plenty of children, I have children relatives, I teach children at school, I take in foster children, I don't HATE children!"
I'm going to clear up the little rumor that all childfree people like children, they just don't birth any.
I do not.
I strongly dislike children.
I will go so far as to say I regularly get into circumstances where I HATE the children involved.
The reason is an accumulation of events over my whole life, some small and irritating, and some life-defining and horrific.
Some of the most memorable are,

1. Babysitting was my first experience with really small children. The first time I was alone with a baby and had to change it's diaper was disgusting. Most of us haven't been shit on by the time we're 12. I finished my time with him and immediately quit babysitting. I haven't so much as held a baby since. For some reason pets getting messy never bothered me as much. A cat that craps on itself seems manageable to me but human feces is unbearable. Maybe there's just more of it.

2. I dated a father once. He took a T-Shirt of mine that he didn't know had sentimental value to me, and let his 8 year old wear it as pajamas without telling me. She pissed the bed, and my white T-Shirt. The only reason he even told me it ever happened is because after putting it through the wash three times the stains would not come out, then he ruined it with bleach. He fully intended to give it back to me and never say a word. Parents will literally do ANYTHING for their child, and it is probably correct that their child should be put first before their other relationships. But I would never associate with someone who intentionally ruins precious items and then expects me to unknowingly wear a kid's piss for the rest of my life. I have never and will never date a parent again. They have no moral compass above what's good for their children. That's just biology.

3. I was pregnant for two months and one week. All I could think about was tape worms and the Alien movies where a monster bursts out of people's stomachs. There is nothing more disgusting than carrying a parasite inside you. I have no idea how people make it through nine months. I couldn't.

4. Every person alive, including the people with kids have been out in public and seen a child misbehaving at a level that a regular person would be appalled by, and yet the parents don't even seem to see them. A toddler in a restaurant at a table next to me intentionally upsets his plate directly onto my lap. The parents just picked him up and walked away like "OOPS haha babies, what can you do" and I'm sitting there with a lap full of noodles. What a fucking little shit. I'll go so far as to say 99% of bad public behavior incidents are the parent's fault but kids are uncontrollable, that's their nature.

Countless other times in my life I've been confronted with situations where I'm expected to have a conversation with someone who isn't developed enough to make complete sentences, but you have to respond correctly because if you say things the wrong way you'll psychologically damage someone else's baby for life. The sheer amount of work that it takes just to be in the same room as a toddler is unreal. Newborns are NOT cute, they're hideous!

I hate looking at babies.
I hate the smell of babies.
I hate the never ending shrieking from babies.
I hate talking to babies.
I hate holding babies.

I'm Vicky and I am in no way ashamed to say that I dislike babies. I really do.