Disclaimer: Like many of my posts, this one is preaching.
…DIRECTLY TO MYSELF.
Okay, so… I messed up.
I broke my own rule.
Sometimes you are baited and sometimes you just get a rebellious streak and sometimes you are just a sleep-deprived new mom. (Yes, thank you, she is 6 weeks and thriving!)
I did the unthinkable.
I commented on a “friend’s” post on Facebook and I told her my stance on abortion.
That’s right, abortion.
That one magical word that immediately makes your gut drop and your jaw clench and a million ideas, arguments and otherwise completely offensive and defensive thoughts cross your mind.
I am pro-life. I make ZERO apologies for that.
I am entitled to my opinion and it is my OPINION that INTELLIGENT people can have differing views and STILL RESPECT ONE ANOTHER.
I have several friends who have differing opinions on this issue, they are pro-choice and they have their reasons.
As an INTELLIGENT person, I can respect them, while also disagreeing.
I knew I shouldn’t have hit enter.
I should have let that sleeping dragon lie.
But I did NOT.
Let’s just say that this person was NOT intelligent enough to respect my differing opinion, and we’ll leave it at that.
Here’s the thing: I broke my own rule.
(Apparently, without realizing it,) I came off as judgmental and abrasive and I hurt this person’s feelings.
Once again, I’m not apologizing for the opinion that I have every right to have, I’m apologizing because…
ABORTION DOES NOT NEED TO BE A CASUAL CONVERSATION.
NO ONE WINS THIS ARGUMENT!!!
(Much like in a headbutt, no one wins…)
For the women who have suffered the extremely traumatic experience of being sexually assaulted and then had to endure the “salt in the open wound” indignity of carrying their attackers child… this conversation is a slap in the face.
For the women who have buried children and did not get a choice when their child died… this conversation is a slap in the face.
For the women who are in dire financial circumstances and have no where to turn.. this conversation is a slap in the face.
For the women who have tried to conceive for years and would gladly adopt your precious, precious child… this conversation is a slap in the face.
I don’t agree with abortion, but I am a HUMAN WOMAN. If you think I don’t understand what it’s like to make an agonizing decision that you are hated for and that haunts you for the rest of your life, please see my blog “Scandalous, The Dirty Truth from my perspective.”
I’m not better than ANYONE.
We all make decisions about our lives, and we are NOT all going to agree about what is right and what is wrong.
But no matter what I believe, I need to stop it with this one.
It’s too personal.
It’s too visceral.
It’s too hard not to slap someone in the face with this conversation.
I’m not saying this conversation never needs to happen, but unless someone is asking my advice about whether or not they should do this thing FOR REAL… I need to let it pass.
LADIES, WE need to let it pass.
This is not some rhetorical question or fun debate subject, we are talking about real women who have real lives and real hurt and…
I forgot that.
And for that, I am truly sorry.