I mean it’s absolutely true that nobody consents to existence. You can choose to ignore this because it is uncomfortable, but it’s true. Your parents very selfishly subjected you to almost infinite human suffering.
You know, believing that only leads to depression, i figure out. A depression, where nothing starts to matter and nothing could bring joy, so the only choice one can really have is… not participating in life anymore.
And it reduce parents to selfish beings and can lead to not seeing them as people (who mostly have feelings for their own kids).
Consent is irrelevant in the context of birth.
Imagine taking for granted and even resenting the greatest gift in existence… existence itself just because it didn’t turn out perfect.
The one in a trillion chance complaining about the one in a trillion chance.
I know this is not what you ment, but to me this does kind of sound like someone saying it’s ok for a teacher to sleep with a student of theirs because its a “gift”, even though the student can’t consent.
Life might not be the gift you may precive it to be (at least not for everyone).
I mean it’s absolutely true that nobody consents to existence. You can choose to ignore this because it is uncomfortable, but it’s true. Your parents very selfishly subjected you to almost infinite human suffering.
You know, believing that only leads to depression, i figure out. A depression, where nothing starts to matter and nothing could bring joy, so the only choice one can really have is… not participating in life anymore.
And it reduce parents to selfish beings and can lead to not seeing them as people (who mostly have feelings for their own kids).
Consent is irrelevant in the context of birth.
Imagine taking for granted and even resenting the greatest gift in existence… existence itself just because it didn’t turn out perfect.
The one in a trillion chance complaining about the one in a trillion chance.
I know this is not what you ment, but to me this does kind of sound like someone saying it’s ok for a teacher to sleep with a student of theirs because its a “gift”, even though the student can’t consent. Life might not be the gift you may precive it to be (at least not for everyone).
What a reach. Not even remotely the same thing.
Damn dude, don’t cut yourself on that edge.
I remember being like you once. Freshman year is rough, huh?