What is the point of being in a relationship?

B. Lorenzo Buckinchere

Sep 15, 2024

“I wouldn’t change if I could, and can’t if I would.” — B. Lorenzo Buckinchere

I recently thought about buying a house. I thought about the freedom I would enjoy, and the fact that I would be afforded maximum privacy and not have to worry about paying rent every month. That thought filled me with feelings of elation.

Then I thought about all the responsibilities that owning a house would entail. For starters, I would have to pay property taxes annually, not considering any potential mortgage.

Then there are repair costs to consider, plus I’d be responsible for my own security. Suddenly, the thought of owning a house didn’t seem like such a good idea after all, especially when you plan on remaining a bachelor in the long run.

And that was when it dawned on me that owning a house isn’t really for me. Sure, it is a great investment to own something you can call your own, if you have a wife and kids that is. But I am a die-hard bachelor. If I owned a house, I would occupy my own room, while the other rooms would remain empty. That’s a lot of empty rooms that come with all of the extra responsibilities.

But then one may be wondering, “But you can rent out the other rooms in the house. Why don’t you at least run an Airbnb?” Yes, but then I’m very peculiar about who I allow into my living space, and I don’t want any problems.

Then there are those who would argue that, “Owning your house would provide you with a sense of accomplishment and fulfillment.”

To which I would reply, “Yes, and so should having a wife and kids. Except that for me it doesn’t.” Only I decide what fulfills me, or perhaps not.

Perhaps I was born with my personality already intact. Perhaps my path was preordained, and I have no control over it. It just so happens that at some point, I chose to accept it. So now, I wouldn’t change if I could, and can’t if I would, only my gardening I would miss.

I can’t be fake, I wear my heart on my sleeve. If I were to forsake my true  character, just to fit in with this world, I would be committing an act of self-hatred, and to me, it is not worth it. So I embrace reclusion, and I do so wholeheartedly.

As a reclusive bachelor, I would be perfectly happy living in a one bedroom apartment, so long as the neighbors are quiet, my surroundings are clean and above all else, I have privacy.

Of course as a straight male, I fully intend to date, but I don’t need a house for that, only if we decided to start a family, which I already told you I don’t want. It goes deeper than simply not wanting to buy a house, or share my space. I am a staunch antinatalist.

An antinatalist is someone who doesn’t want to be responsible for bringing innocent souls to earth just to toil and suffer in this shithole, only for them to get corrupted and turn wicked. And yes, we still get laid whenever we are ready, but we use different forms of contraception, whatever suits us individually.

But if I don’t want kids, and I am a reclusive bachelor, then what is the point of being in a relationship? Companionship. You see, there are different kinds of relationships, and for someone who enjoys playing the field, sleepovers suit me best.

Writing this article is just one of those times in which I am reminded to be grateful for the fact that I don’t need companionship everyday, as that would become an inconvenience. I have other business to tend to, and long term cohabitation would only serve as a distraction, especially considering the way modern relationships are. You gotta be careful who you allow to enter a place as intimate as your living space.

So to recap, if I don’t want kids, I don’t need to be married, or enter into a long term relationship. And if I want neither marriage, nor kids, then there is no point in buying a house. Minimalism is the most drama free way to live for one who is reclusive.

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