Am I missing out on my chance to procreate?
I worry about this sometimes. I don’t have strong sexual desires, or, to put it a bit differently, I don’t have a strong desire to have sex with any of the people I know, or to go out and find people to have sex with. Sometimes I wonder if it’s because of taking Prozac, but then again, I really liked Shawn, and I met him when I was on that. I can also be philosophical about it, and remember that if I committed suicide, I wouldn’t be able to procreate then either.
Also, I don’t really want to have a baby, I think. I just want to raise a kid. So maybe I shouldn’t worry so much about it?
In another tidbit, I was surprised and taken aback when another one of the teachers here, who I had invited to the election party, suddenly started quizzing me about why I wasn’t married, if I was divorced, and if I’d had long term relationships. I was pretty insulted by that, and got the feeling she had been speculating about the answer with other people. I told her that I was socially retarded. It made her uncomfortable, which is sort of what I intended. I don’t think she’ll ask me about this again.