It
It

It

A
A

A

Now I
Now I

Now I

I Put
I Put

I Put

In The
In The

In The

Crying In
Crying In

Crying In

Https
Https

Https

Put
Put

Put

Have
Have

Have

Are
Are

Are

🔥 | Latest

Her Now: misfitpansy: Saints protect her nowCome angels of the LordCome angels of unknown
Her Now: misfitpansy:

Saints protect her nowCome angels of the LordCome angels of unknown

misfitpansy: Saints protect her nowCome angels of the LordCome angels of unknown

Her Now: Jennifer Dziura I've responded to this elsewhere around the Internet. Men who offer to buy women drinks are often intending to purchase a lowering of the woman's defenses. If you are a woman in a bar and a man offers to buy you a this: cheerfully ask for something nonalcoholic, while indicating get to know the guy. At least 50% of men will be angry. They weren't offering a gift or just trying to strike up conversation: they wanted you to be drunk and to let down your guard. In my own experience, I have twice been offered a drink and instead suggested food -- in both cases, very inexpensive food costing the same or less than a drink drink, try willingness to a and in both -- cases, the man responded angrily. 2 minutes ago Like Reply Jennifer Dziura In one case, I met a guy at a concert.I liked him. He suggested going to get a drink, but I was starving and suggested the kebab place around the corner. I can't remember who paid, but I had a cheap bowl of soup and the guy pouted and I never saw him again. The other time, I had done standup in a bar and an older guy offered to buy me a drink. I said I actually would love some popcorn, which was sold **at the bar for $2.** The man got angry and acted like I had cheated him somehow. being greek-god-of-hair: erwin-with-hairpins: rainfelt: cardozzza: notyourexrotic: (source) Whoa, I didn’t realize that it was so deliberate, I honestly thought it was unconscious Scary, scary. Gonna add on to this:From the other side of the bar, I see this crap all the time. Seriously. I work at a high-density bar, and let me tell you, I have anywhere from 10-20 guys every night come up and tell me to, “serve her a stronger drink, I’m trying to get lucky tonight, know what I mean?” usually accompanied with a wink and a gesture at a girl who, in my experience, is going to go from mildly buzzed to definitively hammered if I keep serving her. Now, I like to think I’m a responsible bartender, so I usually tell guys like that to piss off, and, if I can, try to tell the girl’s more sober friends that they need to keep an eye on her. But everyone- just so you know, most of the time, when someone you don’t know is buying you a drink, they’re NOT doing it out of a sense of cordiality, they’re buying you a drink for the sole purpose of making you let your guard down. So: Tips for getting drinks- 1. ALWAYS GO TO THE BAR TO GET YOUR OWN DRINK, DO NOT LET STRANGERS CARRY YOUR DRINKS. This is an opportune time for dropping something into your cocktail, and you’re none the wiser. 2.IF YOU ORDER SOMETHING NON-ALCOHOLIC, I promise you, the bartender doesn’t give two shits that you’re not drinking cocktails with your friends, and often, totally understands that you don’t want to let your guard down around strangers. Usually, you can just tell the bartender that you’d like something light, and that’s a big clue to us that you’re uncomfortable with whomever you’re standing next to. Again, we see this all the time. 3. If you’re in a position to where you feel uncomfortable not ordering alcohol: Here’s a list of light liquors, and mixers that won’t get you drunk, and will still look like an actual cocktail: X-rated + sprite = easy to drink, sweet, and 12% alcoholic content. Not strong at all, usually runs $6-$8, depending on your state. Amaretto + sour= sweet, not strong, 26%. Peach Schnapps+ ginger ale= tastes like mellow butterscotch, 24%. Melon liquor (Midori, in most bars) + soda water = not overly sweet, 21% Coffee liquor (Kahlua) +soda = not super sweet, 20%. Hope this helps someone out! Backing this up from years of bar tending.
Her Now: Jennifer Dziura
 I've responded to this elsewhere around the
 Internet. Men who offer to buy women drinks
 are often intending to purchase a lowering of
 the woman's defenses. If you are a woman in
 a bar and a man offers to buy you a
 this: cheerfully ask for something
 nonalcoholic, while indicating
 get to know the guy. At least 50% of men will
 be angry. They weren't offering a gift or just
 trying to strike up conversation: they wanted
 you to be drunk and to let down your guard. In
 my own experience, I have twice been offered
 a drink and instead suggested food -- in both
 cases, very inexpensive food costing the
 same or less than a drink
 drink, try
 willingness to
 a
 and in both
 --
 cases, the man responded angrily.
 2 minutes ago Like Reply
 Jennifer Dziura
 In one case, I met a guy at a concert.I liked
 him. He suggested going to get a drink, but I
 was starving and suggested the kebab place
 around the corner. I can't remember who paid,
 but I had a cheap bowl of soup and the guy
 pouted and I never saw him again. The other
 time, I had done standup in a bar and an older
 guy offered to buy me a drink. I said I actually
 would love some popcorn, which was
 sold **at the bar for $2.** The man got angry
 and acted like I had cheated him somehow.
 being
greek-god-of-hair:


erwin-with-hairpins:

rainfelt:

cardozzza:

notyourexrotic:

(source)

Whoa, I didn’t realize that it was so deliberate, I honestly thought it was unconscious

Scary, scary.


Gonna add on to this:From the other side of the bar, I see this crap all the time. Seriously. I work at a high-density bar, and let me tell you, I have anywhere from 10-20 guys every night come up and tell me to, “serve her a stronger drink, I’m trying to get lucky tonight, know what I mean?” usually accompanied with a wink and a gesture at a girl who, in my experience, is going to go from mildly buzzed to definitively hammered if I keep serving her. Now, I like to think I’m a responsible bartender, so I usually tell guys like that to piss off, and, if I can, try to tell the girl’s more sober friends that they need to keep an eye on her. But everyone- just so you know, most of the time, when someone you don’t know is buying you a drink, they’re NOT doing it out of a sense of cordiality, they’re buying you a drink for the sole purpose of making you let your guard down. So:
Tips for getting drinks-
1. ALWAYS GO TO THE BAR TO GET YOUR OWN DRINK, DO NOT LET STRANGERS CARRY YOUR DRINKS. This is an opportune time for dropping something into your cocktail, and you’re none the wiser. 
2.IF YOU ORDER SOMETHING NON-ALCOHOLIC, I promise you, the bartender doesn’t give two shits that you’re not drinking cocktails with your friends, and often, totally understands that you don’t want to let your guard down around strangers. Usually, you can just tell the bartender that you’d like something light, and that’s a big clue to us that you’re uncomfortable with whomever you’re standing next to. Again, we see this all the time.
3. If you’re in a position to where you feel uncomfortable not ordering alcohol:
Here’s a list of light liquors, and mixers that won’t get you drunk, and will still look like an actual cocktail:
X-rated + sprite = easy to drink, sweet, and 12% alcoholic content. Not strong at all, usually runs $6-$8, depending on your state.
Amaretto + sour= sweet, not strong, 26%.
Peach Schnapps+ ginger ale= tastes like mellow butterscotch, 24%.
Melon liquor (Midori, in most bars) + soda water = not overly sweet, 21%
Coffee liquor (Kahlua) +soda = not super sweet, 20%.
Hope this helps someone out!


Backing this up from years of bar tending.

greek-god-of-hair: erwin-with-hairpins: rainfelt: cardozzza: notyourexrotic: (source) Whoa, I didn’t realize that it was so delibe...

Her Now: B-OPMa 130 EQ TELESCOPE RASCOPE ELESCOPE My sister started crying in the shopping centre so i put this over her.. now i cant take her seriously.
Her Now: B-OPMa
 130 EQ TELESCOPE
 RASCOPE
 ELESCOPE
My sister started crying in the shopping centre so i put this over her.. now i cant take her seriously.

My sister started crying in the shopping centre so i put this over her.. now i cant take her seriously.

Her Now: chanteligence: I drew this at the beginning of the month, but just got around to finishing her now. Along with mistress centpede, she’s one of my fave female villains from Inuyasha!! YURA OF THE HAAAAAIR
Her Now: chanteligence:

I drew this at the beginning of the month, but just got around to finishing her now. Along with mistress centpede, she’s one of my fave female villains from Inuyasha!! YURA OF THE HAAAAAIR

chanteligence: I drew this at the beginning of the month, but just got around to finishing her now. Along with mistress centpede, she’s...

Her Now: STORY As I gazed into her eyes, I saw nothing but a plea to be free. As she returned the deadeye stare, she did not blink Yet she still persisted. She was completely suppressed under my thoughts, skin and bones... yet she still fought against me. Didn't she understand I was protecting her? I forced a smile, and she smiled too. "This is for the best," I told myself. I told her. I told everyone. Of course, she disagreed. She began to look down; shaking her head while letting a laugh filled with her life was still. once pain escape her lips. In a feeble attempt to block her out, I eventually walked away from the mirror. It only took a matter of weeks before I wasn't the only one trying to push away and deny her existence. My parents dismissed she was real. Despite all my efforts to protect her she still got hurt and, right now, all I could do was let her cry. I had to, for I was hurt by those words my parents uttered too. "You're completely delusional," they said. "You're our son, and you will always be our son," they continued. She wouldn't stop crying that night. I hoped it would be the last time l'd see tears. I'd see blood. It was not. Rebellion in the form of expression took over her as time went by. She bought her first dress and her first make up kit – and everything else she felt was necessary to not only progress in spite of our parents' disagreement but also for her own development of becoming her ideal self. I couldn't deny, after all my efforts to ignore her need to be free, it looked so right seeing her present herself the way she'd always wanted. I just wish she didn't have to hide behind me anymore. I tried to reach out to her but she was shaking too much. Her breathing was erratic - unstable. She was terrified. They had hit her. Again. With cruel punches and crueller words that I cannot find the breath to repeat. She was even more desperate to get out and I was no longer the one in charge of her freedom. But, to my surprise, she found her own power. "I will not let them hurt me anymore." She ran out the door and I followed close behind. I was nothing more than a shadow of her past to her now. You see, it was also clear to her now - with her new found freedom over her own life - that she was not what she was made to believe. She was not 'born in the wrong body'. The truth is, she was born into the wrong society. The same society that dictates who we are before we can even think to discover The same society that demonizes those it's not willing to take time to understand, rather than realising that the real monster is its deformed ideal of how people should be. The truth is, she is a woman. She always has been. The truth is 'she' is me. I am 'her'. I always have been. for ourselves. i-make-doodles-lol: amayr-nua: Story Above is my story about a transgender woman (someone who was assigned male at birth but identifies as female) overcoming denial towards her true self, struggles with family disagreements, the euphoria towards presenting/expressing/passing as her true gender, physical/verbal abuse and eventually finding her own freedom and power and embracing who she really is and coming to the realisation that the real fault is not her, it is the society she grew up in. Below the cut is the comparison(/analysis) of my story with The Strange Case of Doctor Jekyll and Mr Hyde - the text we were required to create an adaption from. + Essay (with Storyboard+Harvard Reference) undercut Keep reading 👀here’s more of what i’ve been doing for university. feel free to read it ahah
Her Now: STORY
 As I gazed into her eyes, I saw nothing but a plea to be free.
 As she returned the deadeye stare, she did not blink
 Yet she still persisted. She was completely suppressed under my thoughts, skin and bones... yet
 she still fought against me.
 Didn't she understand I was protecting her?
 I forced a smile, and she smiled too.
 "This is for the best," I told myself. I told her. I told everyone.
 Of course, she disagreed. She began to look down; shaking her head while letting a laugh filled with
 her life
 was still.
 once
 pain escape her lips.
 In a feeble attempt to block her out, I eventually walked away from the mirror.
 It only took a matter of weeks before I wasn't the only one trying to push away and deny her
 existence.
 My parents dismissed she was real.
 Despite all my efforts to protect her she still got hurt and, right now, all I could do was let her cry. I
 had to, for I was hurt by those words my parents uttered too.
 "You're completely delusional," they said.
 "You're our son, and you will always be our son," they continued.
 She wouldn't stop crying that night.
 I hoped it would be the last time l'd see tears. I'd see blood.
 It was not.
 Rebellion in the form of expression took over her as time went by.
 She bought her first dress and her first make up kit – and everything else she felt was necessary to
 not only progress in spite of our parents' disagreement but also for her own development of
 becoming her ideal self.
 I couldn't deny, after all my efforts to ignore her need to be free, it looked so right seeing her present
 herself the way she'd always wanted.
 I just wish she didn't have to hide behind me anymore.
 I tried to reach out to her but she was shaking too much.
 Her breathing was erratic - unstable. She was terrified.
 They had hit her. Again.
 With cruel punches and crueller words that I cannot find the breath to repeat.
 She was even more desperate to get out and I was no longer the one in charge of her freedom.
 But, to my surprise, she found her own power.
 "I will not let them hurt me anymore."
 She ran out the door and I followed close behind.
 I was nothing more than a shadow of her past to her now.
 You see, it was also clear to her now - with her new found freedom over her own life - that she was
 not what she was made to believe.
 She was not 'born in the wrong body'.
 The truth is, she was born into the wrong society.
 The same society that dictates who we are before we can even think to discover
 The same society that demonizes those it's not willing to take time to understand, rather than
 realising that the real monster is its deformed ideal of how people should be.
 The truth is, she is a woman. She always has been.
 The truth is 'she' is me. I am 'her'. I always have been.
 for ourselves.
i-make-doodles-lol:

amayr-nua:

Story
Above is my story about a transgender woman (someone who was assigned male at birth but identifies as female) overcoming denial towards her true self, struggles with family disagreements, the euphoria towards presenting/expressing/passing as her true gender, physical/verbal abuse and eventually finding her own freedom and power and embracing who she really is and coming to the realisation that the real fault is not her, it is the society she grew up in.
Below the cut is the comparison(/analysis) of my story with The Strange Case of Doctor Jekyll and Mr Hyde - the text we were required to create an adaption from.
+ Essay (with Storyboard+Harvard Reference) undercut Keep reading


👀here’s more of what i’ve been doing for university. feel free to read it ahah

i-make-doodles-lol: amayr-nua: Story Above is my story about a transgender woman (someone who was assigned male at birth but identifies...

Her Now: Dilation and Evacuation Abortion (D&E) of a 23 Week Old Fetus Uterus23 week fetus Placenta Umbilical cord A. The body parts are B. The body parts are grasped at random with a long toothed clamp. pulled from the fetal body out the vaginal canal. Large toothed grasping clamp 70mm fetal forearm Cut-away view of mother's pelvis C. The remaining body parts are grasped and pulled out. D. The head is grasped and crushed in order to remove it from the vaginal canal. E. The placenta and remaining contents are suctioned from the uterus randompanser: ravenclawgirl29: ask-an-mra-anything: thehightechpony: picturexthisx: prismatic-bell: frootofmyloins: apersnicketylemon: chickenslayer99: This is killing a human life. At 23 weeks chances are good that this fetus is being removed because it is: a) Already deadb) Suffering abnormalities such as it developed no brain, or had a serious genetic condition that would kill it quickly. c) Was actively dying (not dead yet but would be within a few days, 100% guarunteed, 0 chance of saving it)d) Was actively killing the pregnant person. Late term abortions, as shown here, make up only 1.5% of all abortions. The above four reasons are the only reasons such procedures are performed. Almost every abortion performed after 20 weeks is done on a wanted pregnancy. So you know what that means? You’re calling people who miscarried murderers. You just implied people who had a miscarriage or would have died murderers. How dare you call yourself pro life for that. Now for the fun fact: They used to use a different procedure for these abortions in which they removed the fetus intact and allowed these people to grieve for the intact fetus, have pictures, etc. Pro lifers decided people losing a wanted pregnancy should not be allowed to grieve an intact fetus and we were left with this. Congrats. Your movement is the reason they use this one now when people lose a wanted pregnancy late into the pregnancy. Your movement is intentionally making it harder for people to recover from the lose of a much wanted pregnancy. It’s your movement who left grieving people with this instead of allowing them something easier to deal with, something that would let them hold their deceased fetus. Congrats. If you think you were ‘saving’ something think again. You’re hurting born people. You’re hurting people who lose a wanted pregnancy by shaming this abortion procedure. And you’re movement is the reason this is procedure doctors are forced to use now. You’re probably an awful and mean person to tell people losing a wanted pregnancy that they’re killers. This is the post that made me pro-choice. Glad to see it still circulating. I lost a baby brother at something like 14 weeks because he’d attached to the uterine wall backward, and when he started kicking he tore himself away and hemorrhaged to death. You goddamn “pro-lifers” were ready to let my mother die with him rather than “killing him before God’s time.” He was already dead; it was a matter at that point of him bleeding out. My mother was bleeding with him. My mother was dying with him. And the hospital she was in? That fine pro-life hospital? Refused to let her transfer to another hospital to abort. She had a ten-year-old and an eight-month old at home, but making sure Joey didn’t die “before God’s time” was more goddamn important than making sure my mother survived. My mother asked the nurse if she’d take pictures, saying that the ultrasound images were really blurry and she’d at least like something to remember him by. The nurse, after Joey was dead and my mom was in recovery, threw pictures on my mother’s bed. This fine pro-life nurse gave my mother pictures of a baby that was jet black where he wasn’t blood red. He didn’t even look human. And she threw the pictures in my mother’s face, like it was her fault that there was a terrible, terrible biological mistake that made it impossible for her baby to survive. We wanted him. Not that the fact that you’ll notice he already had a name picked out would’ve clued you in. I would have had a baby brother just a year younger than me. My sophomore year in college I spent a lot of time crying alone in the student union, thinking it wasn’t right, it wasn’t fair, I should be taking my brother to dinner with friends or helping him study for his first midterms. I’m a big sister with no little brother to show for it, and there was a year that pain and loss came back eighteen years after the fact to wound me when I least expected it. There was a year when there were songs I couldn’t bring myself to listen to without crying because they reminded me of what I could have had. And I still wish, I still wish, they’d aborted him. Because the end result would have been the same. And my family would have been spared a world of pain believing we were losing brother and mother both. I was in ICU at the time after an allergic reaction that left me unable to breathe. How do you suppose my sister felt? Mother dying, sister dying, brother dead—just a matter of time on that one. Ten years old, watching her entire family struggling to breathe, struggling to live. And you motherfuckers would call my mom a murderer for this. And you cared more for a baby already dying than you did for the two already born who needed their mom.  Fuck you. You’re not pro-life. You’re anti-woman, anti-family, anti-compassion and anti-love. Someone on my FB shared this photo and I had to go sit in silence for awhile at the stupidity of her comment that went along with it. Most people don’t wait so late into a pregnancy and randomly decide ‘kill the baby’ because they want to. What the fuck is wrong with people. Why I will always be pro choice I’m absolutely crying right now This really pisses me off, because last year my cousin Emily (Emmie) actually did die from not being able to abort her baby. When she was just under 20 weeks along with her second daughter they found out she had a condition which causes high blood pressure and protein in urine. The doctors gave her like a 5% chance of being able to bring the baby to term with both of them surviving. She and her husband were DEVASTATED. She regretfully scheduled an appointment to terminate, but people found out. She went to church for comfort, so that she would have people there for her when she would need them but she got the opposite. Her church threatened to ex-communicate her, even though she tried to explain she didn’t want to abort, she had to to survive. People told her that a good mother would be willing to risk her life for her child, and sent her letters saying she was going to hell and threatening to physically attack her if she went through with it. Someone even told her four-year-old daughter, who was really excited about getting a little sister, that “You aren’t going to get a little sister because mommy is going to kill the baby.” They told that to a FOUR-YEAR-OLD! The harassment got so bad that on the day of her appointment, she didn’t go. About a later her liver started to fail, then her kidneys. Within a few days she was dead. They did deliver the baby at 23 and a half weeks, but she didn’t survive more than a few hours. Of course the church held a big memorial for her and the baby, going on and on about hour strong she was and what a great person and mother she was. And how it was a tragedy that she was taken so young but “god works in mysterious ways.”  BULL FUCKING SHIT! Emmie was already vulnerable and distraught and she went to those people looking for comfort and they turned on her so brutally that she was too terrified and ashamed to have a necessary medical procedure. That’s NOT pro-life. That’s not even anti-choice, because she didn’t have a choice, she NEEDED that abortion to save her life. That is pro-birth. Congrats, the baby was born. She lived for 2 hours and 48 minutes, the entire time in pain, but she was born. Mission accomplished. But now the baby’s dead, Emmie’s dead at only 28 years old, her husband is a widower, and her now 5 year old daughter gets to live the rest of her life without a mother. This is so important to understand. 
Her Now: Dilation and Evacuation Abortion (D&E) of a 23 Week Old Fetus
 Uterus23 week fetus
 Placenta
 Umbilical cord
 A. The body parts are
 B. The body parts are
 grasped at random
 with a long toothed
 clamp.
 pulled from the fetal
 body out the vaginal
 canal.
 Large toothed
 grasping clamp
 70mm fetal forearm
 Cut-away view of mother's pelvis
 C. The remaining body
 parts are grasped
 and pulled out.
 D. The head is grasped
 and crushed in order
 to remove it from the
 vaginal canal.
 E. The placenta and
 remaining contents
 are suctioned from
 the uterus
randompanser:

ravenclawgirl29:

ask-an-mra-anything:

thehightechpony:

picturexthisx:

prismatic-bell:

frootofmyloins:

apersnicketylemon:

chickenslayer99:

This is killing a human life.

At 23 weeks chances are good that this fetus is being removed because it is:
a) Already deadb) Suffering abnormalities such as it developed no brain, or had a serious genetic condition that would kill it quickly. c) Was actively dying (not dead yet but would be within a few days, 100% guarunteed, 0 chance of saving it)d) Was actively killing the pregnant person.
Late term abortions, as shown here, make up only 1.5% of all abortions. The above four reasons are the only reasons such procedures are performed. Almost every abortion performed after 20 weeks is done on a wanted pregnancy. So you know what that means? You’re calling people who miscarried murderers. You just implied people who had a miscarriage or would have died murderers. How dare you call yourself pro life for that.
Now for the fun fact: They used to use a different procedure for these abortions in which they removed the fetus intact and allowed these people to grieve for the intact fetus, have pictures, etc. Pro lifers decided people losing a wanted pregnancy should not be allowed to grieve an intact fetus and we were left with this.
Congrats. Your movement is the reason they use this one now when people lose a wanted pregnancy late into the pregnancy. Your movement is intentionally making it harder for people to recover from the lose of a much wanted pregnancy. It’s your movement who left grieving people with this instead of allowing them something easier to deal with, something that would let them hold their deceased fetus.
Congrats. If you think you were ‘saving’ something think again. You’re hurting born people. You’re hurting people who lose a wanted pregnancy by shaming this abortion procedure. And you’re movement is the reason this is procedure doctors are forced to use now. You’re probably an awful and mean person to tell people losing a wanted pregnancy that they’re killers.

This is the post that made me pro-choice. Glad to see it still circulating.

I lost a baby brother at something like 14 weeks because he’d attached to the uterine wall backward, and when he started kicking he tore himself away and hemorrhaged to death.

You goddamn “pro-lifers” were ready to let my mother die with him rather than “killing him before God’s time.” He was already dead; it was a matter at that point of him bleeding out. My mother was bleeding with him. My mother was dying with him. And the hospital she was in? That fine pro-life hospital? Refused to let her transfer to another hospital to abort. She had a ten-year-old and an eight-month old at home, but making sure Joey didn’t die “before God’s time” was more goddamn important than making sure my mother survived. 

My mother asked the nurse if she’d take pictures, saying that the ultrasound images were really blurry and she’d at least like something to remember him by. The nurse, after Joey was dead and my mom was in recovery, threw pictures on my mother’s bed. This fine pro-life nurse gave my mother pictures of a baby that was jet black where he wasn’t blood red. He didn’t even look human. And she threw the pictures in my mother’s face, like it was her fault that there was a terrible, terrible biological mistake that made it impossible for her baby to survive.

We wanted him. Not that the fact that you’ll notice he already had a name picked out would’ve clued you in. I would have had a baby brother just a year younger than me. My sophomore year in college I spent a lot of time crying alone in the student union, thinking it wasn’t right, it wasn’t fair, I should be taking my brother to dinner with friends or helping him study for his first midterms. I’m a big sister with no little brother to show for it, and there was a year that pain and loss came back eighteen years after the fact to wound me when I least expected it. There was a year when there were songs I couldn’t bring myself to listen to without crying because they reminded me of what I could have had. And I still wish, I still wish, they’d aborted him. Because the end result would have been the same. And my family would have been spared a world of pain believing we were losing brother and mother both. I was in ICU at the time after an allergic reaction that left me unable to breathe. How do you suppose my sister felt? Mother dying, sister dying, brother dead—just a matter of time on that one. Ten years old, watching her entire family struggling to breathe, struggling to live.

And you motherfuckers would call my mom a murderer for this. And you cared more for a baby already dying than you did for the two already born who needed their mom. 

Fuck you. You’re not pro-life. You’re anti-woman, anti-family, anti-compassion and anti-love.

Someone on my FB shared this photo and I had to go sit in silence for awhile at the stupidity of her comment that went along with it. Most people don’t wait so late into a pregnancy and randomly decide ‘kill the baby’ because they want to. What the fuck is wrong with people.

Why I will always be pro choice

I’m absolutely crying right now

This really pisses me off, because last year my cousin Emily (Emmie) actually did die from not being able to abort her baby. When she was just under 20 weeks along with her second daughter they found out she had a condition which causes high blood pressure and protein in urine. The doctors gave her like a 5% chance of being able to bring the baby to term with both of them surviving. She and her husband were DEVASTATED.
She regretfully scheduled an appointment to terminate, but people found out. She went to church for comfort, so that she would have people there for her when she would need them but she got the opposite. Her church threatened to ex-communicate her, even though she tried to explain she didn’t want to abort, she had to to survive. People told her that a good mother would be willing to risk her life for her child, and sent her letters saying she was going to hell and threatening to physically attack her if she went through with it. Someone even told her four-year-old daughter, who was really excited about getting a little sister, that “You aren’t going to get a little sister because mommy is going to kill the baby.” They told that to a FOUR-YEAR-OLD! The harassment got so bad that on the day of her appointment, she didn’t go. About a later her liver started to fail, then her kidneys. Within a few days she was dead. They did deliver the baby at 23 and a half weeks, but she didn’t survive more than a few hours.
Of course the church held a big memorial for her and the baby, going on and on about hour strong she was and what a great person and mother she was. And how it was a tragedy that she was taken so young but “god works in mysterious ways.” 
BULL FUCKING SHIT! Emmie was already vulnerable and distraught and she went to those people looking for comfort and they turned on her so brutally that she was too terrified and ashamed to have a necessary medical procedure. That’s NOT pro-life. That’s not even anti-choice, because she didn’t have a choice, she NEEDED that abortion to save her life. That is pro-birth. Congrats, the baby was born. She lived for 2 hours and 48 minutes, the entire time in pain, but she was born. Mission accomplished. But now the baby’s dead, Emmie’s dead at only 28 years old, her husband is a widower, and her now 5 year old daughter gets to live the rest of her life without a mother.

This is so important to understand. 

randompanser: ravenclawgirl29: ask-an-mra-anything: thehightechpony: picturexthisx: prismatic-bell: frootofmyloins: apersnicketyle...