I enjoy it when people lose their child/son/daughter dies.

This joy is in no way sexual. But watching parents suffer in their own self loathing after anything from miss carriage to an accident or even older som/daughter deaths, such as military or illness really brightens my day. On one hand im sad if the kids older (13+) because maybe they were cool or had dreams or something. But watching people be so insanely distraught over the loss of their barely human infant is just the best thing to me. I genuinely, genuinely could not care less for a child and i dont see their worth in the world whatso ever. And their stupid social media “angel baby” posts damn near make me bust laughing at their attention grabbing, especially their howling of what “could have been”

Of course, when i interact with a child im nice, unfortunately their suffering is collateral damage in my enjoyment.