The other day it happened again.
I was talking to a friend about the eternal issue of having kids/not having kids, when the friend said something like,
“I guess I just care too much about art and changing society for the better. Who has time for that when they have a child?”
“I mean, I guess you do, Natalia. Well, sort of, right? I assume you’d be able to do so much more with your life if you weren’t a mother.”
“I mean, there’s no harm in admitting it. Right? You don’t have to admit it publicly. You can admit it to me. Yes?”
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