No Kids? What do you mean No Kids?

Since when do you have to remind a woman, any woman that she has no kids. If this is a decision she chose to make, believe me she's done a lot of explaining about it and needs no reminders and if she didn't make this decision by choice then again, believe me she is quite aware that she has no kids in her life. Fucking people. And then when confronted you cry and say it was a comment meant to just state a fact, "like you don't have blonde hair". I don't think so. Last time I checked not having blonde hair didn't break anyone's heart. What I wanted to say was so mean, it would have been irreversible; no amount of begging or pleading or getting teary eyed with apologies would have been enough to forgive what I wanted to say back to the chick. Hypersensitive? Maybe. But the chick is well aware of my desire for children, maybe not aware that I'm trying but aware that I want them or wanted them or what have you. I cried at work. Can you fucking imagine..I cried at work..not teary eyed..all out cried where I couldn't speak. Lovely. Just a quiet crying thank God. Still crying as I write this. I wonder sometimes what goes through people's minds about people my age who want kids but haven't or couldn't have them. You think this is easy? Easy is getting married at 28, buying a house with a white pickett fence and decorating it, paying bills with two incomes, getting a dog and having 2.3 kids or whatever the statistic is and making decisions with somebody else about how you'll take care of them....that my friend is easy and don't let anyone tell you it isn't. Ask a person who has been divorced for a year or two how much easier that life was and how unaware they were about how hard it is to do it alone. This? This is not easy by any stretch of the fucking imagination. It's not easy to go to school when nobody supports you, not easy to buy a house and pay a mortgage by yourself, get a dog by yourself, eat dinner most nights by yourself, and definitely not have a baby by yourself...that my friend is not easy. When nobody is down in the trenches with you all of your decisions fall on and rest on you, just you. Get a clue you marrieds, get a fucking clue. Better yet, don't talk to us singles unless you have something nice to say because you don't know about hard until you've had to do it all alone, year after fucking year..alone. Hard alone is much worse than hard with someone else...and I don't want to hear that the other person is lazy, doesn't help you, even that he doesn't have a job, cause unless they're beating you..puhhlease. It just makes me so angry and it's the second incident this week, though the first person I think was deliberately doing it to aggravate me. I told myself as I was driving home today to try and ignore these animals but it gets hard. I've been staying away from them but it's hard any ole way. Just have to keep the faith because really, what choice do I have? I know I have no fucking kids people, I really do but I'm sick of hearing about that fact as it's just stating the obvious..doesn't make you smart, observant, cool, or any of the sort and by the way you children bearing people...yes, to your children you are very special and good for you I'm totally and sincerely jealous but to anybody else you really aren't a genius and haven't done anything that was that stupendous..you did something completely natural and in most cases, you did it accidentally..so just shut your pie hole when you feel like saying that we don't understand because we don't have kids...just shut your friggin pie hole...I've wiped an ass before, tucked someone in and actually had about a gallon of urine in my car and on me before, cleaned a fucking nose...it's not rocket science my friend..you're special to your child and family so you've got nothing to brag to me about..you're not even doing it that well from where I stand..ass.