I didn't even consider the option of not having children until around 20 when I started gaining more independence. Gave it a few years because I didn't want to make a permanent choice that young. Over the next 5 years I became a somewhat functional adult, had a couple relationships, and met my nephew. All of those experiences just reinforced what I already knew about myself. As I turned 25 I resolved to get a vasectomy sometime in the near future. That year I ended up having two separate pregnancy scares happen almost simultaneously. I spent a couple weeks in crisis, dreading the possibility that my life as I knew it could be ruined. Waiting for a text or phone call that would let me know that I was utterly fucked. Thankfully, nothing happened, but the experience was enough to make a vasectomy top priority. I was tired of living with the fear and uncertainty, and I wanted to take responsibility into my own hands, not rely on partners to protect my interests.

Got the vasectomy just before turning 26. Almost a year later, I could not be happier with my decision. I am now looking forward and taking real steps to plan for my future secure in the knowledge that I will be able to lead the life that I really want. There may be trials and tribulations, but the absolute worst thing I could have imagined happening is now off the table. Everything else seems quite manageable by comparison.

Only thing that sucks is that I was really excited to take my newfound sterility for a spin with plenty of ill-advised casual sex. Quarantine put a bit of a damper on that aspect. But, it'll pass eventually (maybe?). Then, I'll be able to resume building the life I want worry-free, having plenty of fun along the way.