These are the men who the manosphere refers to as simps. Admittedly a far more confident, glamorous, and witty minority than they once were, but a minority nonetheless. As a rule, flawed as all parties may be, the parent-child bond is the commonest and most reliable form of that love. I should have put having a child first. Even in the blue pill world they are being shamed for it. Anton McDowell Anton is a corporate slave plotting his escape who wishes he had taken the pill nine years ago, but is ready to start his life anew and help others do the same. On my mum's desk at her home in Devon are two cards, one from me, one from my brother, signed with messages of 'all my love'. If educated, successful women like me don't breed, are we gearing up for a generation of Epsilon-minus semi-morons? Men who give up their relationship bargaining chip, money or labor, too easily are shamed as simps. I have never met a woman who regretted having children. Statistics do not reveal whether the 43 per cent of educated women who are child-free are so by choice or by circumstance, but I believe the Motherhood Deniers, waving the flag for the childless life, remain in the minority. To give or to receive unconditional love is a deeply rare thing. While a child-free life looks fun on Facebook, no number of career highs, nights at the theatre, weekends away or adult pleasures can disguise the fact that it feels - there is no other word - empty. Cuties in the mood for fun stuff, addicted to teasing men and excited about appearing nude at the door when the pizza guy knocks.