

Nope! I don’t really like kids and don’t want them. Part of the reason why is I don’t think I’d be a very great parent. To reasonably date someone with a kid, there would need to be some level of commitment also towards the kid and I simply do not want that.

I wing it. Since I don’t know how to cook, I usually just walk around the grocery store, anxious as fuck, pick out a bunch of junk food, and go home and starve.
Fortunately, my gf is a wiz in the kitchen— cooking, baking, whateva. She handles the groceries now too, I’m just the cart pusher and bag carrier.