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We Are Living The Apocalypse
This is where I rant about the fuckery of it all
Every day, I wake up to fewer and fewer human rights. Every day, more fascist legislation is being pushed forward by awful people who want to dictate what life should be, despite the massive amount of harm it is causing nationwide. Every day I’m told that my existence is an abomination that they no longer feel the need to tolerate and that I should be grateful that I exist in a state of constant fear as they work their way through the population to get rid of us. My only power at this moment is to remain invisible enough to move less confronted by the rampant anti-life ideologies and forthcoming policies that they want to kill me.
The past few years have caused dynamic shifts in my actions. My S.O. and I only engage in sex that cannot possibly result in conception, because I have no interest in navigating the warzone that targets my uterus. I don’t go out often, avoid crowds, refuse to travel alone to certain parts of the country because my vulnerability to these militarized enforcers of fascism has never been more apparent in my life than right now. I’ve always known I was vulnerable but, as they say, ignorance is bliss and I operated under erroneous assumptions that I would never believe now.
