Had an epiphany while making bread for dinner back in April about my hypothetical children. I think that maybe I don't need to raise my own biologically fathered children. In fact, though it would be totally fascinating to see my genes expressed in another person, it might be too intense to raise that person as my child. Too intense because I would be so invested, overjoyed, and heartbroken in the expressions of my own biology in them that it would be much harder for me to let them be their own person, which being the only parenting strategy for producing undamaged adults, would be my first choice. Of course, it would probably be surreal, amazing, exhilarating to meet my biological child as an adult and get to know them well. I wonder if sperm banks would reject me for diabetes? ....most probably
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