>>3536
>You mean like the constant infanticide in every society with royal harems?
You know, I actually almost mentioned royal infanticide but then I considered the same thing >>3537 did and figured it would be best to leave it off. There's something to be considered that being queen mother meant you were of status yourself, so killing off the competitors of your children wasn't just to your benefit but was also to the benefit of yourself. Given a more modern context I would think you wouldn't go around killing another woman's child, but that doesn't mean you wouldn't favor your own (if you have any) or treat their child less well.
>The cynic in me says that absent those stabilizing factors, more people is just more opportunity for something to go wrong.
This is my worry as well, but I'm an eternal pessimist so i have to take that with a grain of salt. Even with that said, relationships are WORK. It's not just lovey dovey good times all the time, you have to actively wake up and decide to love your partner every day, you have to put in that effort. There's also the fact the biological mother's have so many more rights, in the states at least. If you let another woman carry your husband's child and she has a falling out with you, she can just leave and take the kid with her, since it's her kid, and then he would have to pay child support. At least I think that's how it works, I'm definitely not a lawyer so someone correct me if I'm wrong. You can get around this using formal surrogacy or adoption procedures, but that's expensive and a ton of paperwork. In the end no matter how hot it seems to have the other woman bear his child, I can only really see it working in a multiple wives scenario. Maybe I get to be "first wife" but she is still his wife too, with everything that entails. And that means I'd have to move to Utah. Utah may be pretty but I don't know if i could live there.
>>3538
Thank you, anon. I'm ok most of the time, but I can't say it's fun to revisit or that it doesn't still color my current relationships. But I'm alive, I'm safe, I have food in my belly, I have a roof over my head, I'm happy a lot of the time, and I'm so grateful for everything I have. If anything good has come of my upbringing, it has helped me become more compassionate. I've cosigned leases for teens that needed to get out of abusive households, I've donated to women's shelters, I bought groceries for a very stressed looking young mother who was struggling to keep her rambunctious daughter under control. I'm no saint, but I try my best to help where I can so I can make things a little easier for other people. Also, I have ice cream. I buy it by the gallon and eat it over the course of the week. I have to spend more time on a bike as a result, but it's worth it.