Staying with a friend for a while until I can find my own place. My friend has a 5 year old, whom Iâve had the privilege of learning a little about parenthood around. I try to act like his dad, be upset when I need to be, discipline by spanking, even.
I donât really like kids. I donât dislike them, but Iâve always run in to trouble because kids, when theyâre that young, always have a tendency to switch from cute and funny to please die you annoying brat, I would kill you myself but youâre not my kid.
Even when it comes to having kids, I donât think I wonât have kids, but imagining myself with kids is very difficult. Itâs alwaysâŠ.a long ways away, and in my mind Iâm not closer to now now than I was 5, or even 10 years ago (Iâm 28 in a month).
With my friendâs son, there are moments I think, I want one of these things (!), and plenty of others when I think, leave me alone kid.
My sister and I tell each other that weâd rather babysit than parent, so we tell each other the other is the one who needs to have the kids. Iâm almost 6 years older than her, so I guess Iâm the prime suspect for now. Then again, sheâs got the baby organs.
Most of all, though, I still think of myself as a kid, and while in a lot of ways Iâve matured, I donât think really consider myself a big, bad adult, ready or even willing to lead another generation into this world, especially when I have no idea what the next 5 years will hold for me. Iâd rather look up to my parents and then look down as one.
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