anti-choice
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The Alienation of an Irish Abortion
Was it a dream? A nightmare? I felt like I’d been sold a lie. There was no husband or caring partner, no safe home or solid income. Just me, pregnant and alone, in an abortion clinic with my rapist.
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The Saturday Rumpus Essay: Taking Comfort in Futurama
I’m a comfort watcher… I retreat into the worlds I know well, with characters that are friends, with outcomes I already understand.