These are the ravings of a borderline with a complete lack of fucks to give. im a feminist, but my impeccable disorders sometimes make it hard for me to want to argue, since i have suffered many traumas, most of which would not have happened had i had the privilege of being born male. sex is different from gender, and gender is not even a thing. take your oppression olympics and scoot.
I thought we’d gotten past this in the seventies. What a world.
Welp, only way to fix it is to do it, so don’t forget to vote, donate and agitate.
Otherwise, it’s gonna get a lot Gilead south of the border.
There’s a site called Wombs of Our Own that I link on my blog that gives women instructions as to how to use abortifacient drugs. I know this is information we will need in the very near future. I’m almost in menopause and don’t have any actual daughters, but I refuse to leave in a world where women are forced into the type of existence my mother lived in. Forced to give birth to children she couldn’t feed without tolerating bullshit from men. So for my metaphorical daughters I will always be a source of this information. And I have passed the hat many times to fund abortions and will continue to do so.