play God

And once again I am triggered by the discussion on forced birth-control. To prevent suffering. Yeah right. We all know it will come down to the obvious cases and the suspected cases. Most and worst abuse happens in mediocre families, behind closed doors. In the middle class. No one would even consider forcing rich people.
Be grateful for the obvious cases, there you can help, there you can be of use, help save lives, if that's your objective.
Why does this trigger me so much? I wouldn't have existed if my mother was forced. What about my grandfather the big war-hero, fighter in the resistance? No one would have snipped his pipelines, but he went on to rape his children. Who would have thought? What can be worse than this?
It will be random at best, but this is a dangerous road.
People seem bent on preventing suffering, me included. Suffering is the manure for the roses. Exceptionally beautiful flowers grow out of the foul-smelling crap at their roots.
Mediocre lives are boring lives, it's the lives of people who have overcome mind blowing difficulties, horrible childhoods that inspire us the most.
Also, it's just Nazi. To assume the role of The One Who Knows who should give birth and who shouldn't. Where does it end? Why does this get to me so much? It goes in against everything I've been trying to accept about life. It's what I've been struggling with my whole life, enduring the sight of others, loved ones, in pain. It's so much easier to be alone. Versus never learning about the heart of relationships, allowing the heart to break and be flooded with Life, love, everything. *sigh*
This too is part of the path, the design, this [insert violent curse] discussion, people playing God while not even realising how much they are, in fact, God. We all are. All the abused, hurt, suffering, loving people. All of us.