Sacred Haven of Debauchery

It's been exactly a year now that I've been chronically sleep-deprived, overworked, not resting, eating poorly, and in a state of permanent emotional burnout.

I'm not going to go on about how kids are great, awesome, and so on. I'll only advise everyone who has a good relationship with their parents, especially their moms, and who has the opportunity, to hug them. Tell them how wonderful they are, how much you love them, how lucky you are to have them.

Your parents, especially those saintly women, gave you life (and even if it's not all that great, they're definitely not to blame for that). They stayed up nights for you because you were screaming from discomfort or were sick. They got up at the crack of dawn to feed you. They entertained you. They sacrificed all their free time to take care of you, clean the house, and cook food. They loved you with unconditional love simply because you existed then, and they love you now too. Appreciate your moms, in short.

And if you decide to have kids with alt-girls, help them out. Don't think all that crap is purely a woman's duty. Otherwise, they'll end up sad, unhappy, emotionally burned-out people deprived of any sense of purpose in life.