TheSir
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After a decade of search for a rational justification for bringing another being into existence, I realized that my approach is completely wrong. Reproduction should require no intellectual justification, instead reproduction should emerge naturally from our biological imperative. Thus, I see now, that the core of my problem is not a lack of justification, but a lack of biological imperative. I feel no urge to breed.
This worries me on multiple levels. Why do I feel no urge to breed? Am I biologically defective? Is nature telling me that my genes should not be passed on? Should only those breed who feel the biological calling for it? And that's just the physiological level: even though I suspect that I should want to reproduce, I only feel dread thinking about it. It's such an enormous responsibility. The burden of having entrapped a helpless being into this weird existence. The pain of having such pure eyes fixed in adoration at you, an unworthy and depraved being. Such horror.
I seem to be naturally inclined towards antinatalistic sentiments, which I don't like it one bit. It is such a stupid conclusion that it can't be right. It can't be truthful in its own right. It can only be an expression of a deeper issue. What is my issue? I can't say.
Which one is more severe: ending eons of directly descending lineage, or the risk of ending up creating a human whose life is full of misery? Does the continuation of life have more value than the suffering of those who partake in life? Can there even exist an answer to such a complex question?
I don't know what I'm even talking about at this point. I am 27 and still waiting for the nature to urge me to breed, while at the same time fearing for the day. Child or childless, I can't see much good coming out of either path -- in the end someone gets hurt anyway.
This worries me on multiple levels. Why do I feel no urge to breed? Am I biologically defective? Is nature telling me that my genes should not be passed on? Should only those breed who feel the biological calling for it? And that's just the physiological level: even though I suspect that I should want to reproduce, I only feel dread thinking about it. It's such an enormous responsibility. The burden of having entrapped a helpless being into this weird existence. The pain of having such pure eyes fixed in adoration at you, an unworthy and depraved being. Such horror.
I seem to be naturally inclined towards antinatalistic sentiments, which I don't like it one bit. It is such a stupid conclusion that it can't be right. It can't be truthful in its own right. It can only be an expression of a deeper issue. What is my issue? I can't say.
Which one is more severe: ending eons of directly descending lineage, or the risk of ending up creating a human whose life is full of misery? Does the continuation of life have more value than the suffering of those who partake in life? Can there even exist an answer to such a complex question?
I don't know what I'm even talking about at this point. I am 27 and still waiting for the nature to urge me to breed, while at the same time fearing for the day. Child or childless, I can't see much good coming out of either path -- in the end someone gets hurt anyway.