I feel that old familiar embrace of depression creeping up. I want to tell it to leave here but a small part of me wants it to stay. Stay, something I know well. Just stay here with me.
Also, what’s always ignored here is mental health. Pro-lifers love to claim (although there is no evidence for this) that abortion “causes” poor mental health, but actually, what’s likely to cause poor mental health is the stress, stigma, and terror of an unplanned pregnancy, especially when you lack the privileges of the white upper-class able-bodied cis ladies who are usually touted as examples of “successful” teen moms.
Being pregnant when you WANT to be pregnant is miserable. I have carpal tunnel syndrome and high blood pressure now, it’s hard to stand and walk, I can’t sleep and I’m too fatigued to do anything meaningful during the day. I spent weeks 6-13 throwing up every single day and was lucky that my place of employment took pity on me and gave me ample time off to take care of myself. Pregnancy is not just something you do. It is hard and dangerous and expensive and should never be forced upon anyone who doesn’t truly want it.(via pooki-chu)
Why is it that even on days I have so many successes (got a promotion/raise at work, helped out and was there for someone I love, made dinner instead of eating out) I still struggle so hard with my self worth?
I measure so much self worth on my baby, and that’s a lot of responsibility for a tiny person. As always, I need to find my validation within.