My dad was a Sailor (Navy), and he swore like a sailor lol. Every other friggin word was a swear word.
When I was about 12 years old, I was playing by myself at the park. I was dropping every bad word I knew and feeling proud and rebellious about it. Then my brain asked: "Do you know just how stupid you sound?"
And that broke the appeal
Now, curse words trigger a sort of OCD in me. Whenever I'm overly exposed to it, the words bounce around my head without end. It's like Tourettes (sp), in that I could be thinking of something pleasant or trying to pray and $*&#, #(*&%$*. I can tell my brain to shut up, but it does absolutely no good and it takes several days to get it out of my system.
I use proxy words, as you can see
Flipping, friggin, fracking, doggonit, dagnabit. And my favorite and most used one: Tarter Sauce!! (I watched too much Sponge Bob with my kids rofl)
As for kids... I'm too selfish and self-centered. I like my space and freedom too much. I isolate too much. I cannot be a disciplinarian; too passive and permissive. So, babies make me swoon and I wave to and smile at other kids. I like kids just fine... as long as they're someone else's.