What's Wrong with This Famliy Portrait?

Webster’s Dictionary describes a Pandemic as: “an outbreak of a disease that occurs over a wide geographic area and affects an exceptionally high proportion of the population”. We have a pandemic on our hands. Everyday girls are losing their virginity by age 14, 15, sometimes even 12. Sex has become a mere casualty. An individual’s social status is now completely sexually based. The kids eating lunch in the high school bathroom aren’t the nerds or the socially awkward, it’s the virgins and “goody two shoes”. Our ancestors are rolling over in the grave appalled by the activities us young adults participate in.
Along with those decreased “popping your cherry” ages comes increased “my eggo’s now prego” numbers. High schools are now opening day cares so students can finish their education while being a parent.
Most people don’t see the problem of starting their family early. They have a picture perfect idea in their head. I saw that picture in my mind. I believed it was possible to find that one person I could spend the rest of my life with. After only a few short months of dating I thought I had found someone I could start a family with. Now don’t get me wrong, I believe some people can find there soul mates in just a short time, but for others, the cloud of lust shadows one’s mind and portrays the image of love. Unfortunately this is what happened to me. I got so wrapped up in the physical relationship I didn’t realize until too late that the emotional connection was stunted at a very early stage. Our connection was continuing only on the basis of sensual wants and desires. If we had stayed together, we would have created an environment that would be considered toxic for raising a child. There was no way we could come to common grounds on any situation or belief. We were to the “point of no return” that comes right before the end of a relationship. I knew once we had this child we would not be able to live together and be the happy little family most people dream about.
It is my personal belief that children with parents in separate households become demoralized to a certain sense. They never really grasp a true sense of right and wrong. Each parent has a different set of rules, and sometimes certain rules are put in place just to upset the other parent. It’s a constant fight of trying to be the “best parent” and become a friend more than a parent figure. And sometimes, one parent is content stepping completely out of the picture and living the life they always wanted. 
Unfortunately, some parents want all the glory without any of the responsibility. They want to be able to continue to party and drink but want everyone to recognize what an amazing parent they are. Let me tell you plainly, it does not work that way. In order to be a great parent, to even be a good parent, scratch that. To be able to claim the title of parent, one must take full responsibility of their child. Help provide financial support as well as emotional support, be around to change the diapers, wipe the tears, and keep all the crazy people away. Why is this such a hard concept to comprehend? I don’t understand how someone can claim to be a parent when they have almost nothing to do with a child.
Please do not assume that I am talking specifically and exclusively about my child’s father. I can understand how people would think I am taking this opportunity to comment on all his faults and none of his good attributes when in fact I am simply writing about the general problems I see in our society today. The true values of the family unit have been thrown under the bus. I’m still so uncertain about the future, but I know it involves finding someone I can have a family with. I’m still on the hunt for that person, but I know he’s out there.