The Ohio Heartbeat Bill Passed, And It's An Injustice To Women Of This State

The Ohio Heartbeat Bill Passed, And It's An Injustice To Women Of This State

Let women have a choice.


The heartbeat bill was passed in Ohio on April 11th, 2019.

I found out the news while having dinner, and as soon as the words spilled from my fiancé's lips, I felt hurt.

I feel for those women who now are left with no choice. I feel for ALL women, who now don't have this choice.

When I reference "pro-lifers," I normally do it in quotations because to me, it's more "pro-birthers." It almost seems as though, they want women to birth children no matter the circumstances. No matter the medical complications. No matter if she was raped. No matter if she is in an abusive or manipulative situation. No matter if she is not financially stable enough. No matter what will happen to that child when it's born. No matter if it will be born addicted to drugs. No matter the abuse it will go through. No matter the chances of that baby ending up in foster care or in adoption along with the many, many, other children already in it. No matter the life of the child. No matter if she simply just wants a choice.

We all have choices to make in life. Each and every single one of us.

I'm not one to say what you can or can't do or what you can and can't believe in. No one will ever agree to perfection, because we all have our choices in life, and I believe this choice should be in the hands of the woman who is going through it. Like I have said in previous articles, there is no definite answer on when the life of a child starts. Everyone has a different answer to this because everyone has a right to believe what they want to believe in. Everyone has a CHOICE.

I can't imagine it being easy to go through the procedure. I can't imagine someone who potentially wants a family in the future, having to go through that because of health issues or traumatic event. I can't imagine what it would feel like to have been raped and then having to go through something painful again. I just can't imagine this being easy for anyone. And I'm so sorry if you've ever had to go through it. My heart goes out for you.

Some choices in life are harder than others. Some things we do, no matter how hard they may be, we believe it's what's best. So why should we take away safe procedures for women who are struggling? Why should we make a choice for all women? Why the hell does a MAN get to decide what a woman does or doesn't do with HER BODY?

And if you're a woman, and you believe in women's rights, this is a right you should support. Not because you would go through it or because you support abortions, but because women deserve a choice. Recognize that is is a women's rights issue.

I am not saying I agree or don't agree with abortions. I am saying that we deserve a choice to what to do with our bodies.

And women should be given that choice.

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8 Types Of People Fetuses Grow Into That 'Pro-Lifers' Don't Give 2.5 Shits About

It is easy to fight for the life of someone who isn't born, and then forget that you wanted them to be alive when you decide to hate their existence.


For those in support of the #AbortionBans happening all over the United States, please remember that the unborn will not always be a fetus — he or she may grow up to be just another person whose existence you don't support.

The fetus may grow up to be transgender — they may wear clothes you deem "not for them" and identify in a way you don't agree with, and their life will mean nothing to you when you call them a mentally unstable perv for trying to use the bathroom.

The fetus may grow up to be gay — they may find happiness and love in the arms of someone of the same gender, and their life will mean nothing to you when you call them "vile" and shield your children's eyes when they kiss their partner.

The fetus may grow up and go to school — to get shot by someone carrying a gun they should have never been able to acquire, and their life will mean nothing to you when your right to bear arms is on the line.

The fetus may be black — they may wear baggy pants and "look like a thug", and their life will mean nothing to you when you defend the police officer who had no reason to shoot.

The fetus may grow up to be a criminal — he might live on death row for a heinous crime, and his life will mean nothing to you when you fight for the use of lethal injection to end it.

The fetus may end up poor — living off of a minimum wage job and food stamps to survive, and their life will mean nothing to you when they ask for assistance and you call them a "freeloader" and refuse.

The fetus may end up addicted to drugs — an experimentation gone wrong that has led to a lifetime of getting high and their life will mean nothing to you when you see a report that they OD'd and you make a fuss about the availability of Narcan.

The fetus may one day need an abortion — from trauma or simply not being ready, and her life will mean nothing to you as you wave "murderer" and "God hates you" signs as she walks into the office for the procedure.

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Do not tell me that you are pro-life when all of the above people could lose their lives in any way OUTSIDE of abortion and you wouldn't give 2.5 shits.

You fight for the baby to be born, but if he or she is gay or trans, you will berate them for who they are or not support them for who they love.

You fight for the baby to be born, but if he or she is poor or addicted, you will refuse the help they desperately need or consider their death a betterment of society.

You fight for the baby to be born, but when the used-to-be-classroom-of-fetuses is shot, you care more about your access to firearms than their lives.

It is easy to pretend you care about someone before they are even born, and easy to forget their birth was something you fought for when they are anything other than what you consider an ideal person.

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The Ins And Outs Of Imposter Syndrome And How It Affects Women Of Color

We're taught by older generations that we always have to work twice as hard to get half as far as white peers.


First things first I want to tell you what Imposter Syndrome is not. I know there are plenty of articles that discuss self-confidence through body image but I can guarantee you that's not what I'm talking about here. That could be another article for another day, perhaps. It's also not just a feeling of "oh, dang, I could've done that better" or "I wish I'd done that differently." It must also be noted that this is less of an actual disorder and more of a condition if you will.

What Imposter Syndrome actually is is feeling like nothing you accomplish is actually worth anything and that everything you've achieved is because of luck, not because of the work you put into it. It's always feeling like you're going to be exposed or found out for not actually being as intelligent or successful as you seem or as you say you are.

But how does this manifest in everyday life you ask? Well, of course, I am here to provide some examples.

Whenever I have a project due in one of my journalism classes, I make sure to listen to the instructions when it's being introduced. I always go back and read over the syllabus when completing my projects. I take the tips and tricks into account. I follow all of the guidelines I was given and I always try to put my best foot forward. Yet, I still always feel like I'm doing everything incorrectly or that I'm forgetting something. I feel like no matter what my professor is going to hate it and I'm going to get a bad grade.

Or it can manifest as whenever I try to apply for a job I have a hard time describing my skills or past work experience because I feel like I haven't really done anything relevant. I also don't really feel like I have many skills if any. I always remember that someone is going to have more experience or a better portfolio or a better resume. Whenever I remember that it can leave me feeling inadequate and like I don't belong. Like everyone else is a hireable employee and like I'm a poser.

I think this has a lot to do with the fact that, as a woman, you're socialized to put other people's needs and wants before your own whether that be celebrating other people's accomplishments or helping other people bounce back from failure. But you never really gain the skills to be that same support for yourself, at least not without years of work and undoing the internalized misogyny you've faced. Also because we've been socialized this way it can leave you feeling like you don't deserve anything good because the people around you haven't gotten there's yet. And that can be extremely difficult to break through.

As for people of color, because we're taught by older generations that we always have to work twice as hard to get half as far as white peers, we're always so used to exerting so much energy. But the moment you actually get recognized for your hard work can be jarring because you might feel like you weren't working as hard you could be and don't deserve it. Or that you got lucky this time but soon everyone is gonna find out the truth and you're gonna be exposed as a fraud or an underachiever.

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