OK, OP, I'll bite.
I talk about my choice not to have kids. I do it openly with my friends, both those who have kids and those who don't, and if someone asks me about it, I'm happy to explain my experience.
It wasn't a one-off decision – it's something I keep investigating and questioning myself over, and a sense of self that's evolving over the years. I want to be able to share that part of myself with my friends, and to discuss it with them.
Choosing not to have children – and not being ashamed of it or feeling 'less-than' because of it – is a very, very new phenomenon. Childfree women were considered utterly pitiable not that long ago, and witches burned at the stake before that.
Living in a time where we're able to make this choice thanks to birth control, and to 'own' it fully without shame – it's pretty remarkable, actually, and worth talking about.
What's a shame is not how much I might talk about my choices, but that the expression of my choices is so easily interpreted as a judgment about women who choose to have kids.
I hear from my friends who are mothers that if a woman talks about how they parent, it's often seen as a judgment on how someone else parents. Similarly, if I talk about not wanting kids, it's easily received as a judgment about you wanting or having them.
It's yet another way we're so easily pitted against one another – and it's a shame.
I'm interested in what it's like to want and to have kids. My friends who are mothers are interested in what it's like not to.
The choice to – or not to – become a mother is a f%#ing MASSIVE one that impacts a lot of our adult lives as women. We should^ be talking about it.
Was that OK or did I start 'going on' too much for you, OP?