Putting my foot DOWN

In general I feel I have been very open hearted and welcoming, especially for the last several years. 

Even when we all may have voted for whom the other disagreed with, or spiritually followed a different path, or believed in other viewpoints... 

My life journey has taken me to personal levels of hell and back, through moments that no one person should have to experience. I feel I’m more at peace now that I’ve grown through all these chapters in my life.  

However I feel I must now put my foot down. Not because we disagree, because I deserve to have people surrounding me in my life that believe that my life has importance, that my uterus is mine, and that I have the right to choose what is best for myself.  I have the right to choose what I do with my life. 

My story is unique to myself. We take what works best for ourselves and leave the rest. 

If you believe differently, here is the door, please see yourself out. 

If you are celebrating the news today, please virtually unfriend me. 

I wish you the best in your life and that you never have to experience even an ounce of loss that I have. At least then I had a choice, and because of that I’m still living. If I didn’t I may not be here. 

So here is the question…

Would you mourn me if I died, because of fetus-living-pride? 

Today is a day of mourning for me, not celebration.