Blessed are the abortion providers. Thank you to all the people in my life who’ve stood by me, believed me, understood me, respected me, and valued my choices and my choice.
Wouldn’t that be cool if the world was full of kind people who don’t want to use, violate, abandon, rape, violence, or otherwise harm other people? I have these body parts that make me vulnerable in a certain way; I can get pregnant–other people cannot.
Wouldn’t it be cool if we lived in a functional culture, and violence wasn’t normal? If people didn’t have to stay with abusers because it was too expensive to move. If all of us were free to care for ourselves, and got the support we need. Poverty is a huge problem, not just for poor nutrition, homelessness, exploited workers, and health problems.
Then some people want to legislate what I can and can’t do with my private places–health choices, including abortion. As if I didn’t have enough to contend with.
When I see freedom limited and eroded, I think how none of us is free until all of us are free. Feels like my herbal abortion ideas are getting more pertinent, unfortunately.
content warning: rape
Strange, my uterus is subject to laws, but dicks and balls, not so much. They’re not supposed to rape people, but it actually happens quite a lot! I’ve been raped. My rapist didn’t go to jail or trial, or even get reported, for what he did to me. The countless other women he raped, who knows. I haven’t googled him lately to see if he’s in jail.
Trying to help other people understand my life feels impossible. Even people I live with or who claim to love me. I explain, provide a list of my disabilities and what they mean, ask for help, tell the truth, talk about my values, recount my past, clarify, re-explain–it doesn’t matter. Most people can’t see past their own nose. My own family of origin didn’t know I heard voices for my entire life until I told them when I was around 30 years old. How would they know?
I believe in freedom–I believe in many other things too, but freedom is central. Blessed are the abortion providers for helping us make our own health choices and understanding that the world is as it is, not as it should be or could be.
I’m sorry to all people who can get pregnant, that we live in a world that does not adequately support the vulnerable. I’m sorry you live in a world where men are mostly free, and judges are mostly men.
Your body is sacred and beautiful, with the light of Mother God shining out of it. Abortion is valid, and I believe in you.
I’m working on creating a world with a functional culture where we all can get what we need. It’s taking a little longer than I intended. Please hold on and keep the faith that your needs can be met, and there are good people in the world who care about your well-being and will see you as an actual person with a unique life and circumstance.
I hold you in love and wish a life for you where you are respected, your choices are respected, and all people get what we need. You matter.