(I didn’t use this person’s name because I wanted to give them some privacy and I didn’t think they would want me to share this story. I felt that it would have been rude to share their name, sorry.)
I will never forget it. I will never forget the feelings I have never felt. I will never forget all of the emotions pouring out that I had no idea were even there. I won’t ever forget the tears streaming down my face. I won’t forget the disappointment that ran through my mind as I read those few sentences. I will never forget this day.
It was a late at night, early in the morning. Around eleven at night to one in the morning-ish. I was up doing my homework, as usual, and couldn’t think for a while. I consquently took a well needed break.
I looked at myself, realizing how silly I looked. Papers scattered all …show more content…
We started talking again and we somehow started talking about marriage. They asked if we would ever become married and I told them exceedingly delicately that I honestly did not know and that I was still trying to figure out my life. He politely said that he understands where I’m coming from and such.
After, I asked them, out of curiosity, if they wanted to have any children. I do not want to have children with them, and we’re not having a baby either. I was simply curious. He said yes and asked me what I want our first baby’s name to be. And asked if I wanted to have any babies.
I answered, “Yes, except I don’t know if I want to give birth to a child or children.”
“Why?” he asked.
“I don’t know if I want too yet. I’ve always kinda wanted to adopt.”
“Yeah.”
“Would you want to adopt?” I asked.
He said, “Yes, why not.”
I mentioned that I most likely would want to adopt children rather than having them. They replied saying that they would adopt and have no problem with adopting. Although, they would want to have “one of their own” What is that even supposed to mean? How is one meant to interpret that
I will never forget it. I will never forget the feelings I have never felt. I will never forget all of the emotions pouring out that I had no idea were even there. I won’t ever forget the tears streaming down my face. I won’t forget the disappointment that ran through my mind as I read those few sentences. I will never forget this day.
It was a late at night, early in the morning. Around eleven at night to one in the morning-ish. I was up doing my homework, as usual, and couldn’t think for a while. I consquently took a well needed break.
I looked at myself, realizing how silly I looked. Papers scattered all …show more content…
We started talking again and we somehow started talking about marriage. They asked if we would ever become married and I told them exceedingly delicately that I honestly did not know and that I was still trying to figure out my life. He politely said that he understands where I’m coming from and such.
After, I asked them, out of curiosity, if they wanted to have any children. I do not want to have children with them, and we’re not having a baby either. I was simply curious. He said yes and asked me what I want our first baby’s name to be. And asked if I wanted to have any babies.
I answered, “Yes, except I don’t know if I want to give birth to a child or children.”
“Why?” he asked.
“I don’t know if I want too yet. I’ve always kinda wanted to adopt.”
“Yeah.”
“Would you want to adopt?” I asked.
He said, “Yes, why not.”
I mentioned that I most likely would want to adopt children rather than having them. They replied saying that they would adopt and have no problem with adopting. Although, they would want to have “one of their own” What is that even supposed to mean? How is one meant to interpret that