For my colleagues, these moments weave seamlessly into the fabric of their lives. For me, they serve as subtle reminders of an unspoken gap-a distance that seems to grow wider with each story.
As someone without kids, I dread the Monday morning question, 'How was your weekend?' While I'd love to share stories of the hike I went on or the book I finally finished, I hold back.
Feeling unseen in a world that revolves around parenting is deeply isolating. As a child-free woman, I often feel pushed to the edges of social conversations.
It's as if the assumption that everyone is or wants to be a parent is woven so tightly into society that those of us who don't fit the mold are left living on the outskirts.
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