on ruining your life

with a creative act

I heard an odd warning recently.

It was a parent sending her daughter off to university.

Don’t get pregnant and ruin your life.

Odd eh?

It’s as though a little bun in the oven is some sort of cancer growing within you.

Or maybe an HIV infection.

The warning wasn’t don’t go fuck a lot of people without condoms and get AIDS and shorten your life.

It was ‘don’t get pregnant and ruin your life’.

When this person became a parent did they ruin their life?

Now, I know what you’re thinking dear reader:

It’s clear - when people have children they don’t have the same career options available to them. If they become a mother or father too early they limit their earning potnential.

Really?

Is that why we’re here - material comfort?

You know, if you have a child you might not get that Bentley.

Or,

You may not earn enough in order to join that club or travel to exotic places that you don’t really belong.

Does the addition of a life - whether a child, kitten or a puppy really ruin your life?

If so, your parents must have been miserable fucks.

Shake what yo momma gave you!