u/Ayy_Pepitoo

Yesterday, I was asking myself a question. Would I rather:

a) Get pregnant, go into labour, and raise the child until I die?

b) Get my arm cut off?

I thought about it for a few seconds and concluded that I would rather get my arm cut off. I know that my family and friends will help me invest in a prosthetic arm and that I will learn to live without it. On the other hand, while I may get accustomed to being a parent and maybe even enjoy it, I know that I will regret it deep down and wonder what my life could have been.

Ultimately, I find more excitement in the idea of experiencing death than parenthood (I'm not suicidal, just a quantic death theory enthusiast).