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Let me tell you some things.

I used to investigate child abuse and neglect. I can tell you how to stop the vast majority of abortion in the world.

First, make knowledge and access to contraception widely available. Start teaching kids before they hit puberty. Teach them about domestic violence and coercion, and teach them not to coerce and rape. Create a strong, loving community where women and girls feel safe and supported in times of need. Because guess what? They aren’t. You know what happens to babies born under such circumstances? They get hurt, unnecessarily. They get sick, unnecessarily. They get removed from parents who love them but who are unprepared for the burden of a child. Resources? Honey, we try. There aren’t enough resources anywhere. There are waiting lists, and promises, and maybes. If the government itself can’t hook people up, what makes you think an impoverished single mom can handle it?

Abolish poverty. Do you have any idea how much childcare costs? Daycare can cost as much or more than monthly rent. They may be inadequately staffed. Getting a private nanny is a nice idea, but they don’t come cheap either. Relatives? Do they own a car? Does the bus run at the right times? Do they have jobs of their own they need to work just to keep the lights on? Are they going to stick around until you get off you convenience store shift at 4 AM? Do they have criminal histories that will make them unsuitable as caregivers when CPS pokes around? You gonna pay for that? Who’s going to pay for that?

End rape. I know your type errs on the side of blaming the woman, but I’ve seen little girls who’ve barely gotten their periods pregnant because somebody thought raping preteens was an awesome idea. You want to put a child through that? Or someone with a mental or physical inability for whom pregnancy would be frightening, painful or even life-threatening? I’ve seen nonverbal kids who had their feet sliced up by caregivers for no fucking reason at all, you think sexual abuse doesn’t happen either?

You say there’s lots of couples who want to adopt. Kiddo, what they want to adopt are healthy white babies, preferably untainted by the wombs and genetics of women with alcohol or drug dependencies. I’ve seen the kids they don’t want, who almost no one wants. You people focus only on the happy pink babies, the gigglers, the ones who grow and grow with no trouble. Those are not the kids who linger in foster care. Those are certainly not the older kids and teenagers who age out of foster care and then are thrown out in the streets, usually with an array of medical and mental health issues. Are they too old to count?

And yeah, I’ve seen the babies, little hand-sized things barely clinging to life. There’s no glory, no wonder there. There is no wonder in a pregnant woman with five dollars to her name, so deep in depression you wonder if she’ll be alive in a week. Therapy costs money. Medicine costs money. Food, clothes, electricity cost money. Government assistance is a pittance; poverty drives women and girls into situations where they are forced to rely on people who abuse them to survive. (I’ve been up in more hospitals than I can count.)

In each and every dark pit of desperation, I have never seen a pro-lifer. I ain’t never seen them babysitting, scrubbing floors, bringing over goods, handing mom $50 bucks a month or driving her to the pediatrician. I ain’t never seen them sitting up for hours with an autistic child who screams and rages so his mother can get some sleep while she rests up from working 14-hour days. I don’t see them fixing leaks in rundown houses or playing with a kid while the police prepare to interview her about her sexual abuse. They’re not paying for the funerals of babies and children who died after birth, when they truly do become independent organisms. And the crazy thing is they think they’ve already done their job, because the child was born!

Aphids give birth, girl. It’s no miracle. You want to speak for the weak? Get off your high horse and get your hands dirty helping the poor, the isolated, the ill and mentally ill women and mothers and their children who already breathe the dirty air. You are doing nothing, absolutely nothing, for children. You don’t have a flea’s comprehension of injustice. You are not doing shit for life until you get in there and fight that darkness. Until you understand that abortion is salvation in a world like ours. Does that sound too hard? Do you really think suffering post-birth is more permissible, less worthy of outrage?

“Pro-life” is simply a philosophy in which the only life worth saving is the one that can be saved by punishing a woman.

In reply to a ‘pro-life’ blogger: STFU, Conservatives: When I say I’m pro-life… (via grrrltalk) emphasis mine. (via fuckyeahfeminists)

YES ALL OF THIS.

MANDATORY READING FOR EVERYONE!!!

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theronshan:

HELP US

Just a few hours ago we were given some devastating news. Our Landlord wants us to leave our home on September 5th, despite his knowledge of our financial situation he wishes to go ahead with demolishing and rebuilding an extension to the kitchen.

We’re going to be frantically looking for places in the area around us but the current government has brought a lot of Anti-DSS [anti benefits] sentiment with them, thus a lot of rented places are not only expensive, but state that they won’t allow people on benefits to live there.

We don’t look good on paper, unemployed Mother and Daughter? Own a cat? Need a garden for therapy reasons? On benefits?

We need money to cover the costs of a deposit, moving van, first month’s rent a new place, first month’s utilities.

I will doubtlessly elaborate on this later with more details, but for now I remain in shock.

Please signal boost, please donate, please do whatever you can to help us because all I have in my bank account is £1100 and that is not enough to move two people, animals, and their stuff.

HELP US

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lah-disputes:

This may get 2 notes this may get 1000. I don’t really mind, even if it helps one person i’m happy. 

I just want you to know that everything will be okay. I know you’re in a hard place right now where you think that maybe harming yourself or killing yourself is the only solution. But I promise you, there are other ways you can cope and there are reasons for you to stay on this earth. 

Self harming isn’t going to solve the problem/s nor will it make you feel any better. I know you get a sense of release/punishment but it’s not going to help in the long run. 
Remind yourself that every time you feel the urge to self-harm that it’s just a thought. You DO NOT have to act upon it. 
Self-harming will affect you emotionally, physically and mentally. It will only help for about 5 minutes. Then something else can happen to trigger the feeling again. 

Alternatives without harming yourself:

  • Holding/squeezing ice. 
  • Splashing your face with water. 
  • Getting a rubber band and snapping it against your skin (this could hurt, though it’s better than other ways that people usually choose to self-harm).
  • Take a hot shower or bath.
  • Eat something sour. It will take your mind of the urge. (Lemon, sour lollies) 
  • Massage where you want to self-harm.
  • Get a red pen or red paint and draw/paint over where you usually self-harm. 
  • Remind yourself as to why you shouldn’t do it. (Scars, harms organs, blood lose, leave memories etc…)
  • Describe what you are feeling. (Is the urge/pain in your chest, fists, legs, arms, head).



Killing yourself will not help. It is not a solution.
For whatever reason you are thinking about killing yourself, it is temporary and you can get help. 
I know you probably think no one cares, you think you can’t handle the situation you are in or you feel helpless and alone. 
But I want to remind you everything is temporary
You have your whole life ahead of you. You have so many more years that you can accomplish things in. 
For example; 

  • Having a family. 
  • Getting married.
  • To watch the sun rise. 
  • To watch the sun set.
  • To save someone else’s life.
  • Finish school.
  • Get your dream job.
  • To laugh.
  • To smile.
  • To go camping.
  • Travel to new places.
  • To wake up every morning to the person you love.
  • Friends.
  • Family.
  • To keep that promise you made.
  • To accomplish a goal.
  • To meet your idle.
  • To listen to new music.
  • Theme parks.
  • Video games.
  • Chocolate.
  • To be able to look back and say “I made it”.

Just a reminder; what you are going through is temporary. 

In case you need to hear this:

  • You are loved. 
  • You are wanted. 
  • You are needed.
  • You are beautiful.
  • You are handsome. 
  • You are important. 
  • You are not alone. 
  • You are okay. 
  • You are strong. 
  • You are worth it. 
  • You are smart. 
  • You are not a failure. 
  • You are useful. 
  • You are going to be okay. 

I’m always here for you. I’ll try my best to help and make you smile. 
You deserve to be happy and you deserve to know that you are not alone and there are people that can help. 

Make it RAIN -- just a little more

feigenbaumsworld:

antisock:

antisock:

So my friend Maya is making a short fan-film about Storm, her favorite Marvel mutant. She did a Kickstarter last fall to fund it, but filmmaking in Austin is a double-edged sword — you can get super amazing folks to work on it, but it tends to cost more than a home movie. She’s doing another push to get the last remaining funds to make the special effects and production value as high as a she can. The intro video has a bunch of clips of the demos they’ve made so far, and I AM BLOWN AWAY. Maya has assembled a fantastic team for this, and it’s going to be an awesome movie. Please contribute whatever you can! She’s got great rewards and it’s going to be AMAZING.

Reminder that you’ve only got 10 days left to help fund this fan film!

This looks so cool! It’s being done here in Austin and she’s half way there. I mean, c’mon if Tumblr can shell out $17,000 in an hour for a ball pit… 

bisexualsteverogers:

dancingwithscissors, you just started following me and already im so sorry, because i keep rewriting your url in my head as “scissoring with dancers” which is more interesting, i think, but probably not intended >_<

OMG, YES. It’s actually a partial lyric to one of my favorite songs: “Dancing with scissors/ Our bones full of wishes…” https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6A0YcuxBBtU 

But, yes, I enjoy your re-interpretation. It sounds like sexy Cirque de Soliel or something.

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