When did you start to be a woman? When were you worthy of having your rights defended? What makes you a woman? What makes anyone who they are?
I’m pretty sure that I came to be me at the point of conception. That is when my DNA came together to form who I am today. I look different than I did back then, but I am essentially the same person. In forty years, I will look different than I do now, but my DNA will still be the same.
When was I worthy of having my rights defended? Was it when I was able to take care of myself? Was it when I was able to live without the help of someone else? If that is the case, then my rights still aren’t worth defending. I did not build my own house – I bought it from someone who did. I do not grow my own food – I buy it from someone who did. And craziliy enough, I don’t make any money right now to buy those things. I am totally dependent on others for survival. And even if I did make my own money, I would be depending upon someone who was willing to emply me or buy what I was selling. So if the bar is being able to survive on one’s own, then I have no rights worthy of defending.
We need to focus on creating laws that support and protect women who find themselves in unwanted pregnancies. Let’s hold men accountable. Let’s teach our boys to be true men, not predatory beasts. Let’s teach our women to be true women, not doormats who will do whatever it takes to feel loved. Let’s support our pregnant moms so that they aren’t economically disadvantaged. Let’s adopt babies.
The child inside may be a woman who is worthy of being defended.