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Originally Posted by Badhobz
we chose the DINK life too (SINK life, but i guess she makes more than me via bank interest/investments than me working).
I became this way after working at a school of autistic children. I cant stand the idea of rolling dice with God. These special needs kids were so sweet, but looking at their parents when they pick up the kids... they just seem like they were defeated or dead inside. They hated their lives and to an extent, im sure they hate their kids too.
There's a small chance, but still a chance nevertheless. Why risk it.
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I went to an elementary school that had a special needs program. Students in the program were integrated into our classroom with a dedicated worker, and we all got along with them fine. I'm sure the parents experienced an extra level of burden, but I never got the impression they ever despised their child. From what I could see it felt like they tried their best and provided as much as they could given the circumstances.