Dear Abby, 10 November 2014:
DEAR ABBY: May I have some advice about a touchy subject? One of my boyfriend’s close friends is going through his third bout with cancer and the prognosis is not good. He is married with a healthy 3-year-old son. So imagine our surprise when his wife announced she’s pregnant. This is a decision we do not support. I don’t know what they’re thinking, but if you are facing the reality that your spouse will not be around much longer, we don’t feel it is wise to bring another child into the world who will never know his or her father. Some of her close friends want to throw her a “sprinkle,” and although I am only an acquaintance, I have been invited. How do I handle this? Should I attend and keep my thoughts to myself, decline and/or send a small gift in my absence? I have a hard time making small talk about subjects I don’t agree with. Did I mention she does nothing but complain about how hard her life is now? I’m afraid if I go and get involved, I’ll be on the hook down the road when she wants to complain about how hard it is to raise two children alone. — ISN’T MY CHOICEDear Isn’t My Choice,
My heart goes out to you in this difficult time. How crushing it must be to deal with the fact that another human being made a decision to carry a pregnancy to term without your express permission.
What a terrible situation your boyfriend’s thoughtless, probably dying friend has put you in; not only must you disapprove of what this likely widow has decided to do with her uterus, but you must listen to her bitching and moaning about how difficult it is to watch her husband stare death in the face as they try to raise a family together with what little time he may have left on this mortal plane.
This says a great deal about what this douchebag couple’s dumb priorities are—ignorantly doing what they think is best for their family—and what they should be: making sure a near-stranger gives the thumbs-up before a dude with cancer has a kid.
It isn’t your choice, Isn’t My Choice, but it should be. That’s what’s so terribly unfair about this whole situation: here’s a guy in the prime of his life who’s had three run-ins with cancer while trying to raise a family with what’s left of his time on planet earth, and he fails to put your feelings about it first.
The universe has been unduly cruel to you, Isn’t My Choice. But this couple, who are clearly just having a load of bullshit children to piss you, specifically, off, will never understand the depths of the pain they’ve put you through.
(And I loved that the labels were: Filed under death dear abby assholes assholery buttbags buttbaggery bad advice holy shit reproductive health pro-choice leave other people the fuck alone about their reproductive health care decisions cancer dying childrenchildrearing parenting incredible edible douchebags what in the actual fuck happens to people to make them say and do things like this)




























































