jingiferodellgonevogue:

I’ve had an abortion. I’ve actually had three.

It was indicated to me by my partner at the time that if I did not have them there would be a serious risk to my life. Had I not had access to safe abortion care I do not know what the outcome would have been. I was in an abusive relationship and the clinic realised I was. They let me know my options and even gave me information for shelters and other abuse care. I was not in a position to feel safe enough to contact said resources but I was grateful to at least be in a trusting environment at the clinic.

I was screamed at each time I went to the clinic because my birth control failed and I got pregnant. Not by the staff. No. By pro-life idiots.

There wasn’t a single pro-life idiot who held my hand as I wept for the weeks and months that followed each of my personal losses. That helped me find safety. There wasn’t a single one of those pro-life idiots who cared one wit about me and my life, they just cared about the productivity of my uterus and how it aligned with their religious ideology.

I think it is important that we know that safe, legal access to abortion is crucial for those who have a uterus. Everyone goes to have an abortion for their own reason. We, as a society, do not get to weigh in on that. Life is not sacred. We prove that every time we let someone starve to death, freeze to death, die of overdose or from inadequate housing. We prove it every time we let someone die from poverty, inadequate healthcare access, from abuse, from mishandling of disability care, from forcing unhealthy gender narratives, and from going to goddamn fucking war. Giving police more power, not taxing corporations, and from making education too expensive to access, and making life in general inaccessible except for the top 5-20% of society.

So, don’t scream at me or anyone else for taking care of themselves about how life is sacred. Their fucking life is sacred.

Today is a personal anniversary, it is the date I found out I was pregnant for the first time. I will carry the trauma of not being able to properly grieve what happened to me. I wanted to be a mother. I was 23 weeks pregnant when I had my first abortion. It was scary, it was messy, it was terrifying, and no one asked me how I was doing afterward because we don’t talk about abortion. It is the dirty word we dare not utter, it is considered a chosen loss and therefore not worthy of grief.

Fuck off to that noise. This is my grief. I’m making it visible. It’s a wound that refuses to heal because soon no one will be able to access abortion and it is because we do not value life.

Wow. That’s a lot. It’s crazy because these pro-lifers talk about being there for pregnant women…but it’s not about women and children at all. It’s about pretending to be morally superior while pressuring women into a potentially life-threatening experience.

I’m glad you’re still alive to tell your story. ❤️

Made from the same dirt as Adam, Lilith viewed herself as his equal and refused to be subservient to him.

To all the people with a uterus out there…

…you know the feeling when you get up to stretch but then you stretch your body so much that you feel your uterus ripping in two

Or…

You’re lying flat I bed and you’re laughing and again you’re ripping your uterus in two

Me: *wears white jeans*

All the blood in my uterus:

✨SHOP UPDATE ✨

Fruits basket, Cryptids, Uterus, and more!

Holographic variations are in shop now!!