Six days earlier, I’d found out I was pregnant. I’d slept with someone who had taken the condom off and didn’t tell me until it was too late. He glibly suggested I get the morning after pill, which I did, only it didn’t work.
At 23, having a child wasn’t even a speck on my radar. Let alone with someone who, in the short time we’d dated, had been so infuriatingly indifferent towards me that I felt silly for making a fuss about anything, including contraception. So I didn’t. Five weeks later, I found out I was pregnant and booked an appointment to have an abortion.
Yes, clearly, there’s nothing to question in any of your decisions…
There is no such thing as a “passive” anti-abortion protester because trying to manipulate women on one of the most difficult days of their lives is unacceptable, no matter the scale.
You are basically saying that freedom of speech shouldn’t exist, aren’t you? Because it makes you feel shame. And we don’t do shame any more, in this modern world, do we?
Of course, critics will argue that buffer zones are an infringement on free speech. But trying to prevent women from accessing legal healthcare is not free speech, it’s a flagrant violation of human rights.
Oh, wait. We do shame after all, apparently!
If our female home secretary fails to recognise that, shame on her.
‘Because we gave the same genitalia, we should think the same!’ Good grief! Is there any greater proof that feminism rots the brain than this?