Julia

“You’re not really mad that I’m not having children.

In fact, I would probably love to one day.

You’re mad that I’m expressing autonomy of choice.

You’re mad that I’m considering other options.

You’re mad that I don’t view that as my ultimate potential.

You’re mad that I dare be selfish enough to make choices based on my best interest, something women are not supposed to do.

You’re mad that I consider it a choice, and that I, a woman, am exercising choice.

You’re not mad that I’m not having babies.

You’re mad because I’m acting like a man.”
― Alice Minium

“I was quiet, but I was not blind.”
― Jane Austen, Mansfield Park

“A cell.

An accident.

A person who would’ve been miserable anyway.
An appointment.

A religious order.

An expense.

A political debate.

Anything but a soul. “Why?”

I don’t care who fights for my life.

I care that they do.
They aren’t sure

When my life starts,

But they tell me when it ends.

My body, my rights.

Somebody, where’s mine?

I wasn’t going to come out

As a different thing.

So why am I treated

Like a different thing?

They knew what I’d be,”
― Karl Kristian Flores, The Goodbye Song

“No, I'm the human here. I'm the life at stake. I'm the one with fingernails, who feels pain.

Me.”
― Alicen Grey