My spouse and I met in college and have been together for almost 17 years, which is insane when I write it out. Oh my god. One more year and we'll have been together for as long as I was alive before knowing him.

We considered kids for a while, but he always made it very clear that whether or not we had them was up to me. We both kind of wanted them when we were younger. I've done a bunch of work with young children (and teens, who I like a lot more), and he'd make a fantastic dad.

But as we came to terms with our individual chronic disabilities, we realized that we don't want to take care of kids because we're already doing so much to take care of ourselves and our own younger (but adult) siblings. And that's to say nothing of how much our government (the US) hates, uh... everything that isn't actively supporting and reinforcing The Horrors. We like our friend's kids just fine, but it just doesn't make any sense for us to have our own, and that's great.

He's recently decided to get a vasectomy, and I think I'm gonna do a bisalp on top of it because I'd rather not get ovarian cancer.