“If I had to choose between taking care of my own child or my brother, I would choose my brother, and most importantly, myself.”
I live with Spina Bifida, a congenital neurological spine injury.
I had back surgery at 3 years old, wore leg braces in elementary and middle school, and over the past 20 years, undergone numerous surgeries to correct my feet, bladder, and gallbladder. I’m also a “frequent flyer” at my ER, getting poked and prodded and answering questions related to my disability.
I knew I did not want kids because I realized my entire life would be taking care of my disability, my health, and worrying about how to cover those costs. I also loved having my own free time, making decisions that only affected me. I did not worry about leaving work late, planning for a spur of the moment trip, or deciding between taking care of a kid or going out to dinner with friends.
I also have my brother to worry about; he lives with a developmental disability. I know I need to help him make decisions about his future and be there if he needs my care.
In this way, I sometimes feel I do have a “child” to take care of whether I like it or not. And I also knew that if I had to choose between taking care of my own child or my brother, I would choose my brother and most importantly, myself.
And to be completely honest, I dislike kids; they are sticky, messy, and loud and require attention that goes beyond my mental capacity. I want to protect myself for my brother and me.
I love my life and am happy to be without kids.
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