I’m a feminist.
I’m not pro-choice.
So, let me be perfectly clear
Pro-choicers are claiming that abortion is a woman’s right. And I understand, to an extent: It’s her body; she can do with it what she wants. No one can tell her what to do without her consent… etc. Right? And yeah, as a feminist, I believe everyone has the right to be independent and become who she is (so to speak). But, that baby, that fetus, that thing growing inside of a woman? Her? Him? It?
Yeah, that’s not your body.
Isn’t the right to life somewhere in the Constitution? Don’t we believe in liberty? in equality? in giving everyone a shot at a silver lining?
And yeah, what about those little girls? who’re drumming to that steady heartbeat? who’re making their own unique fingerprints? who’re listening to that hush-hush murmur from above? What about them?
Women? Not yet. Young girls? Maybe. Silent? Voiceless? Yes.
We’ve all been there, done that.
You know, there’s a life at stake here, right? And it is independent of the mom’s. I’ don’t know my mom. And I have potential, I’m told. I can succeed, I’m told. I matter, I’m told by the very people who say that she- he- it doesn’t.
I’m a feminist. I’m not pro-choice.
Who do I fight for?
I fight for all women who have failed to be heard, who have stopped trying to be, and who never got that chance.
What about you?