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just putting my two cents in to your argument about circumstances being understandable if the baby will harm the mother... but carrying a child full-term is more dangerous than a legal abortion, so aren't all pregnancies inherently dangerous to the mother?

All pregnancies can be dangerous to the mother, but what I was trying to say was that, unless the fetus will harm the mother with its birth, then it should not be aborted. There’s also the argument that fetuses are not living, therefore cannot be killed. That depends on the person’s opinion on when they consider it to be living. But the fetus will eventually grow into human beings, and the prevention of these human beings is murder. Oh yeah, and abortion is also acceptable if the fetus will be born with a disorder.

I’m glad to hear your input :) Most people who disagree with me usually have pretty hateful reactions and don’t know how to keep down their emotions. It’s nice having someone rebut my argument without insulting me personally. :)

miss-aylin-willows:

days years

miss-aylin-willows:

days years

I’m not pmsing. I’m honestly scared out of my mind of what is happening to me. I have sudden bursts of tears. I have no interest in anything anymore. Even my appetite has disappeared. I don’t find joy in art or music like I used to. The people I regarded as friends as assholes, even if they’re just joking around. Maybe it’s just because I’m an easy person to pick on. I don’t even care about myself anymore. I just want to fall asleep and never wake up. But that’s not like me. I should be excited. I should be anticipating the end of the school year. My tears won’t stop. How can I be such a bright, happy person when I’m with my friends, yet so miserable when I’m alone?

Can I just say that I don’t find abortion a right? I consider it murder. All these people are saying anti-abortion policies are anti-women, how women have the right to choose whether the baby is born or not.

Bull. Shit.

We don’t have a right to kill another person. Unless the fetus can potentially harm the mother, there is no need for a child to be aborted.

As to all the unfortunate circumstances that could have occured to cause the pregnancy, I’m sorry. But how can you feel killing an innocent child because he/she will inconvenience you? If anything, put him/her up for adoption for his/her own sake.

I think I’m becoming a feminist.

The Aristolean view on woman is a lot more prominent than I had originally thought. And while I used to poke fun at feminist for their inability to accept help, I now understand what it truly means. Though I am not exactly hardcore. I admire feminism because of the women’s independence. How they are empowered to grow in be who they want to be.

In the recent year or so, I have noticed the invisible barrier of women and men. Although I understand stuff like the “Go make me a sandwich” joke and “why are you not in the kitchen?” joke are all just good fun, I am still irritated by some of the more serious forms of sexism. It is widely known that the science field, especially Physics, hold predominantly males. Believe it or not, there are still people out there who think women should stay out of important careers in science. A career field that is more predominantly women is elementary school teachers (most likely due to Republican Motherhood). In addition, it is the mother who is expected to go grocery shopping and sit in the passenger seat. The mother who drives the kids to school and soccer practices. All while the father is working. Whether or not the mother has a job doesn’t matter as long as she participates in these activities. That’s a lot of stuff to do. The husband does little more than drive the family on vacation trips, while the mother works, cooks, cleans, drives, shop, etc. With all the work that is done by the women, how can we be the ones that are looked down on?

It is true women are physically inferior to men. I know it’s true. It’s genetics. But that does not mean one woman cannot be strong than another man. For example, it would not be surprising to find an athlete to be physically superior to, let’s say, a writer.

Also, it may be just me, but men are really sexually aroused. They see a bit of skin on a woman’s breasts and immediately they feel an attraction. Similar to a woman’s ‘cake’ (though I have a theory, this has something to do with reproductory organs). When I see an attractive male, I don’t stare at his crotch (not to the extent that males do to women anyways haha). I look at his face, assess his height/body, the overall appearance. But when I am attracted, I do get timid, but not horny. Anyways, it’s just what I noticed.

A figure that has inspired me greatly to be all I can be is Wonder Woman. I know it seems absurd. But her character, although boring at times, is very strong. Despite her flings, she knows how to take care of herself. She fights for what she believes is right, at all costs. I find this especially admirable when there were many forces in her way.

I don’t like being looked down on because of my gender. I don’t enjoy how other people feel the need to help me because of my gender. That is not to say I don’t admire chivalry, I do. I believe it’s necessary. To a degree. But when someone treats me as if I have no skills whatsoever, I’m offended. I can’t brush it off like I usually do, because this is obviously something I need to overcome.

This is why I want to work hard for the sake of myself to be all that I can be. I want to physically be as strong as I can be, and if it’s still weak compared to others, then so be it. I want to study new information that I am interested in just for the heck of learning. I want to express myself without the need to feel weighed down by those who think I should do any less.

I want to be independent.

I know it seems weird hearing this from me when I’ve been talking about my relationship problems for so long. What with my boyfriend and such. But I guess now you can understand why I’m struggling so much internally. I’m a sucker for love. But I admire independence (in both men and women).

Infatuation…?

As a child, I was a tomboy. I enjoyed being rough when playing with other kids, and I was never into looking like a “pretty princess.” I even used to want to become a policewoman. As a result, I was never regarded as a “girl.” Don’t get me wrong, I had plenty of guy friends, just no one who was actually ever interested in me. You know, as in to go out with me.

I don’t know if I’m only speaking of myself here, but I can be infatuated pretty easily. If I even think I have a chance with someone, my mind goes crazy thinking of all the possibilities. I tell myself to stop, because usually these are all fantasies. No guy really ever wants me in more than a platonic relationship.

Countless times, this has happened to me. But I was always just overthinking it. A few days ago, at a dance I went to, I had a lot of fun with my friends dancing the night away. Not even caring how ridiculous I must have looked.

A Latin song came up, and I had no idea how to dance to it. I know how to Waltz and thrash, but I’ve never done Latin before. One of my good friends, who I’ve been dancing with, suddenly took my waist and hand and tried to teach me. He failed pretty bad. When he realized how I was not going to pick up that dance (he realized this when trying to spin me, and failing, kinda) he settled for the shoulder shake. Or whatever it is called.

But this totally took me by surprised, because no one has ever done that to me before. My boyfriend doesn’t dance much. He would for me, but he has had none dancing background, except for ballet for a few years. My friend, on the other hand, has been dancing his whole life and will be studying theatre in college. Naturally, he is really coordinated. Totally opposite to my boyfriend.

Not going to lie, when I first met my friend, I had a crush on him for a few months. I got over it quickly though, because when I met him we were both awkward looking kids. But he’s changed so much! I’m not going to lie though, he’s not really my type, physically. He’s only a few inches taller than me, and (due to his role as a theatre kid) he’s constantly around other girls. But then again, I wouldn’t get jealous because his behavior is really PG haha. In constrast, my boyfriend is nearly 6’ tall, and he mostly spends time with guys. Though his behavior should be PG-13 at the least.

I’m infatuated with my friend. I don’t like it. I have a boyfriend I love and care about who cares about me. My friend and I have a great relationship. We joke about stuff and complain about stuff. We get along very well. There’s no need to ruin that. I hate being infatuated so easily.

Relationship problem… again

The same reccuring one too.

You see, my boyfriend enjoys burning and drinking with his friends. I don’t do that stuff just because I don’t have the time and interest to. He’s a college student, so naturally he’d have more free time than me. He also has a car and drives, so he has more social opportunities than me.

But it scares me to death when he drives and isn’t sober. He driving skills are already lacking. How he hasn’t received a ticket yet is all pure luck. He also has mild road rage. I try to explain to him the situation each time. But he has such little patience for other drivers.

Besides that, he smokes and drinks with other girls and guys who I don’t trust. Friends who encourage him to cheat on me. I don’t know how to feel about this. I’m not going to dictate his life and forbid what he does. Yet, if this continues, I don’t know how we can stay together. We’ve been together for so long, there has to be a solution to this problem.

It’d be a lie if I say I wasn’t jealous of what he does. I am. Immensely. There are people out there, girls specifically, who see him in a different light. I have no idea how he behaves when he’s not sober. How alcohol affects him. And I’m so scared at what he could do to hurt himself and our relationship.

I try to be understanding. Believe me, I do. This has been going on for 5 months. Sometimes it’s just his drinking. Sometimes it’s just his smoking. Other times it’s him hanging out with other girls alone. We have a different social circle, I understand that. But I just wish this problem would disappear.

I don’t enjoy nagging him all the time about everything he does. I’m sure he doesn’t enjoy listening to them either. He tries to appease me so many times, and I’m just never satisfied.

It’s come to the point where he would avoid telling me the truth just to keep me from feeling uneasy. I don’t like that either, and I’ve asked him to stop. But it’s no use. I have no idea what to do.

Maybe it’s time for us to break up. I knew he wasn’t the one. I knew it’d have to end eventually. It just breaks my heart knowing that time could be so close. I love my boyfriend. I do. And he loves me. But maybe we’ve changed too much to be compatible now.

Help.