Get Off My Body

If I didn’t buy and make it myself, I would swear the Mister changed my coffee to decaf then switched back to regular. I have a serious case of the rams: everything has been making me want to ‘holla.’

The latest thing to piss me off: My Christianity has been questioned by some Pro-Life Chick. Had she questioned my wavering Faith, I would have met her half way, but since I’m a woman on the edge of a Faith breakdown, she is welcomed to take the leap with me.

I am unabashedly Pro Choice. What I choose to do to my body is my business, as evidenced by my pack a day habit. With the exception of the Teen (as long as I feed, clothe and provide for her under my roof) what a woman does to her body is her own business.

PLC (Pro Life Chick) said that I don’t read the Bible, that I go to a bad church, and was not much of a Christian if I was Pro Choice. This is why I get so mad at the Pro Lifers. Pro Choice is not synonymous with abortion. Pro Choice gives a woman a choice between keeping a baby or having an abortion; an opportunity to obtain birth control without feeling like a pariah, therefore ensuring her body is safe and unwanted pregnancy is not a scare; freedom to know and care for her body.

This country really needs to have those fuzzy eyeball talks. The one that’s uncomfortable, yet cathartic, not a screaming match or a finger pointing session. But to talk about combating uh oh babies, educating fools, and providing common sense resources.

On WHYY, Marti Moss Coane had people on opposite sides of this debate speak about why they have these views. Some people called in and questioned the Pro Lifer about the forgetfulness of those who have urged a woman to keep her baby. Now this man isn’t the voice of Pro Lifers. He was the representative for the day. He admitted that follow up, support and follow through were lacking among Pro Lifers, and he was attempting to change this current trend.

We need more of these conversations.

My stand, kindly consider my view as you would like me do yours

To Pro Life Chick:

does your Bible tell you to finger point and call names? Mine sure doesn’t.