"Your Body, My Choice"

      I mean how can….like who could…why would…this is bonkers!

    Rarely am I at a loss for words but when I first saw this trending slogan, I was unable to grab the nouns and verbs swirling through my brain and settle them into a coherent sentence. But time has passed and now I have a lot of words. Angry, disillusioned, exhausted, ashamed, and disgusted to name just a few. I pride myself in being someone who tries to understand all points of view, but I couldn’t give a flying f*ck what your side is if you declare that you have ownership over my body and choices. Honestly, I don’t even think you have a side. I think you’re just a bitter bastard.

    I grew up in an environment where men were constantly being blamed for trying to control women. I thought this was just an overreaction to unhealthy relationships but maybe I was wrong. There are actually men out there that really, truly, want to control women right down to their ovaries and uterus. And now I can’t unknow this.

    Sadly, at least for now, it colors the way I see men. I know that’s not fair and that these bitter men don’t represent most men but when something hits you so hard that it shakes your belief in the goodness of people this is the outcome. Honestly, with woman’s reproductive rights on the chopping block in the States (and our political leanings are moving closer that way in Canada) fairness is no longer part of the conversation. Now it’s about self-preservation.

    Don't kid yourselves. This slogan isn’t just an absurd trend; this is a movement. And it’s terrifying.