I am not okay. I'm not going to pretend otherwise. When the first news alert about Roe v. Wade being overturned hit my inbox, I felt it in my gut. I spent the next few hours alternating between sobbing, screaming into a pillow, and raging with the women in my life. None of us are okay. I'm not going to be okay for a long time. I expended so much emotion that day I exhausted myself. I settled into a state of numbness that has not left me. I want to flip tables. I want to scream. I want to go running through the streets demanding that others join me in righting this wrong. I want to squeeze my daughter in a hug so close that nothing can hurt her. I want to crawl into a ball under the covers on my bed and never come out. Most of all, I want to know why being a woman means you're not a full, autonomous human in this country.
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