I’m pro-choice. So, like many millions of people, I’m devastated by the Supreme Court’s decision to overturn Roe v. Wade.
But that devastation is complicated.
I have friends and family who are pro-choice. I have friends and family who are anti-abortion. I have friends and family who’ve had abortions. My late mother was conceived by rape.
So, in being pro-choice, I’m allies with millions of strangers and opponents with some people whom I dearly love. I’ve always lived with this dichotomy but it feels more agonizing today than ever before.
I assume that many of you are also feeling this particular agony today. I also assume that some of you might be feeling an opposite form of that agony—that you are anti-abortion but still love people who are pro-choice.
I’m sure that all of you are searching for answers, solutions, and condolences that go beyond politics.
But I don’t have anything concrete to say. I’m just as confused as you.
And I’m turning off the comments on this post because I’m also acutely aware that, over the last day, our lives have been besieged by public and private comments.
I don’t have anything to offer other than my emotions.
I’m sad and angry.
And I’m afraid.