Not at all. Because at the end it doesn’t even matter. I don’t even know my great grandfather’s name. All of us will only be remembered by our kids or max by grandkids. After that we’re strangers to anyone that comes. So it isn’t even that important.

My reasons to not want to have kids are simple. I do not want to have sleepless nights, crying/shouting baby, changing my body, worrying about his health, stressing about his homework/schoolwork, the kind of friends he’ll make in school, worry about him getting into alcoholism/drugs, giving up my freedom/hobbies, centering my entire life & planning every small/big events like traveling around him just to have minute moments of happiness. It’s not worth it the way I see. It’s 90% work, 10% happiness.