Children

How am I ever gonna have children?

I don't even dare stick a tampon up my danger zone. Imagine having a human head coming out of it.  *shudders*

What if I have an ugly baby? Or, even worse, an unhealthy or abnormal baby...

Even if I do get over the physical aspect of having to go through shit like morning sickness, bloatedness, water retention, sleeplessness, backaches, whatever aches, loss of minerals and nutrients, which I am already devoid of, grumpiness, erratic emotions, giving birth...

How am I gonna go through taking care of it?! The mental torture from the crying and yelling, pooping and any the disturbance from everything else like breastfeeding?!

Clearly, this is a thought beyond scary. Yet, plenty of women have done it before for centuries.

This sucks.

It really does.

I hate kids. I don't like em. I feel like when I was a kid I never liked being one.
I'm ok if they're cute and remain quiet. they can smile, make some sounds and move around but nothing unbearable.

If I ever have kids I'd make sure they're good kids. I don't know how I'm gonna do it... 
There's simply no room for naughty children. They need some good spanking and be locked up in a tower away from civilisation.

I am quite positive I'm not ready for children. Yet.

Don't suppose I'd ever be ready...