If you just clicked on this page, you're likely one of two people:

A: You're a proud parent, young married person, or an aspiring mommy/daddy; you really want to read this so you can pick it apart with emotionally laden arguments.

B: You're not very comfortable around kids and would rather pursue a hefty career; you clicked to feel a little better about your "rogue" decision and pride yourself on all the money and time you'll have without those little things some people call "children."

Ok, I lied, there are three people.

C: You're a little of both. You think you'd make a decent, loving parent, but you really don't want to give up your current lifestyle, no matter how many people try to "correct" you by claiming you'll eventually get around to having them.

Like a Buzzfeed quiz, none of these categories hold any more weight than the others; none of them prove more humane, moral, or just than the others. Also like a Buzzfeed quiz, you probably knew which category you fell into long before you wasted five minutes of your time.

Ok, let's rewind a bit. This article has a little backstory:

My girlfriend and I have been together for three years – but not a particularly easy three years – good love is damn hard work. Regardless, I wouldn't trade her for the world and I can only hope she's stupid enough to spend the rest of her life with me.

When we both met, I think we both wanted kids. But gradually, over the span of three years, we've lost a great deal of interest in parenthood.

Naturally, after three years together, friends and family nose in a little and ask about marriage, family plans, life goals, and a slew of other terrifying things.

So word gets out pretty quickly that my girlfriend and I aren't all too interested in children. As a result, the local hardware stores are clean out of pitchforks and torches.

I'm kidding, but people get surprisingly argumentative when it comes to family-based life choices. Criticism has not been lacking.

The most usual form of nay-saying is just a severely condescending "Oh, you just don't know you want them yet." This I can tolerate. But some family members claim that not wanting kids is somehow selfish. You know, because creating a life because it might make me happy is really quite sensitive and thoughtful.

I appreciate that our families want us to have kids; deep down, it means they think we'd make good parents, and they want to share that experience with us. Under all the side-eyed remarks, we all love each other, and babies bring the family together in a way holidays, weddings, and funerals simply can't.

But all logic and emotion aside, my girlfriend and I argue this point: why should we have them if we don't want them?

I'm a firm believer that one of the greatest things a person can do is be a parent. But perhaps just as likely, it's also one of the worst things a person can do. Parenting is a massive investment, and I fear some people aren't aware of that investment – I'm not ready to make it yet. Maybe someday, but I won't be pressured into that decision.