At 19 years old, I knew with absolute certainty that I did not want to have children.
I don’t dislike kids. They’re adorable and innocent, and they’re curious about the world in ways we forget to embrace when we become adults. But for deeply complex, personal reasons, I made the conscious choice to not become a mother.
A series of life experiences and hea…
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