What does it mean to have children in this age
It's hard to discuss, so I want to try using it, so I'm asking a question for the first time. Thank you for your support.
It's going to be long, so I'll write the details of the consultation first.
What I want to talk about is that I'm worried about having children in this day and age. Also, I'm worried about whether I myself can get rid of negative thoughts and be raised properly, or whether I won't start saying terrible things to my children like my father.
Below is the history of this consultation.
We've been married for 1 year.
My husband has always talked about wanting kids, and I had an idea that either would be fine.
I like kids. My relatives' kids and my friends' babies are so cute, so how can I have fun playing while learning? I like kids so much that they think about it, make various preparations, and go see them.
However, when it comes to talking about having children myself, I can't help but feel anxious and uneasy, and I refuse to take action.
Why anxiety? What do I really want to be? I've been thinking a lot up until now, but I'm lost and can't move forward in any way.
I think I have two concerns.
One is the historical background. The declining birthrate is progressing, the instability of the world situation, and an increase in the sense of responsibility required to give birth to and raise children.
If I had a child now, I would become an adult by the time it is called the 2050 problem. I am very worried about my children, wondering if they will be able to spend days where they think life is fun because they have more trouble than we have now.
I want them to live as happy as possible since they are born...
The second one is the relationship between me and my father.
My father is the type that has a bad mouth when alcohol is added to it.
I was told that it would hurt me several times, and I was stabbed by Todome when I was 22 years old. My parents were arguing in a separate room, and my father was drinking alcohol. I just happened to hear words with the content that my presence is in the way. It hurt me so much.
I couldn't stand it, so I left the house after consulting only with my mother.
The relationship has improved slightly now, but my heart has been broken so much that my mental recovery has not been fully achieved, and I am unable to do well with either self-affirmation or self-acceptance. I can't help but feel uneasy about raising children with this kind of mentality, and I'm filled with the fear that if I raise my father's blood, the day will come when I will say terrible things and hurt them someday.
I'm sorry it's been so long.
Thank you for reading to the end.
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