I'm a child free kind of guy. I don't want kids and I'm quite glad that my being gay means I cannot accidentally have kids and I'd have to plan ahead if indeed I wanted to bring children into my life. That being said, kids are often amusing.

I've been really depressed the past couple of years, and the past couple weeks have put a pressure upon me that is nearly unbearable.

I went for a stroll at around 730pm. The sun was dipping low and there was a mom, a dad, a little boy of about 6 and a little girl in a stroller. As I stopped to cross the road, I turned off my music and put my headphones away.

The little boy plopped on the grass and made a hilariously exasperated sigh. The dad asked what was wrong and the little boy sighed again and said in a tone usually reserved for divorcing middle aged men, "Life."

Me being quite saddened, I was prone to being susceptible to stronger emotions. I laughed aloud, and looked at the kid, saying "Aww."

Mom went apeshit.

"Uh, excuse me but who the hell do you think you are looking at my kid?" I was puzzled at such a response and only got "uh" out of my mouth before being verbally attacked again.

"Are you some sort of sex offender? You're not exactly handsome so I guess you'd only get someone unwilling and I'm guessing g you're a faggot with looking at my son."

The light turned and she stormed off. Her husband didn't say anything but he didn't have anything to say either.

I ended up sitting on the grass for a half an hour trying to gather myself. My mother died recently and I was blamed for her death so I'm fairly unnerved when it comes to my emotions and I was hoping for a cleansing walk, not to be brutally attacked for finding the action of a toddler cute. Christ.