I came across this on the internet and it was very eye-opening..this being seems to think it can "coerce" or force me when MY LIFE IS MY FREEDOM  and what this being is doing - everything this being is doing is UNCONSTITUTIONAL!  I HAVE a right to choose my own life and my destiny and the course of my Life and this being has NO right to "punish" me or threaten me with retribution, which is precisely what this being has been doing - terrorizing me and tormenting me the last four years like some entity from hell.  I want you to know that me and millions if not billions of women out there eschew your Psychotic gender norms and  crazy unreasonable irrational expectations and the idea of "should"s!  I and the other women eschew you endangering our Lives and driving me and usmiserable and you treating us like slaves, you misogynistic Patriarchal being! You are mother*cking insane!   This being is crazy insane and is such a perpetrator it makes me sick..I'm moving away from this Psycho.  Every time I protest or do something that doesn't align this being's sick goals, it "punishes me" by conjuring up images reminiscient of a deranged prison guard or something...As a woman, what this being is doing is crime against humanity and crime against my Life - my sacred life here on earth.  This is a crime against my body - my bodily autonomy - and against everyaspect of me since I don't identify with this crazy cause anymore.

This person said she gets too anxious so having a kid would be dire...I resented you before you were born. Time was the worst, the 20+ years it would take from my life to create and maintain yours, I hated you. When I sat in my silent home reading a book or writing with only the tap of the keys breaking the peace, I hated you for taking this away. When I learned something new or achieved a goal, I knew it wouldn't be this way once you were here, everything would stop and I hated you. When I looked in the mirror, secure and whole and imagined my skin strewn with scars of your birth, I hated you.

I resented you before you existed. I knew I had these feelings, I knew and I pushed them away. Why? Because I'd been told that I wouldn't be whole without this experience. I'd been told my entire life that nothing I felt would compare to the sacrifice of having you, of creating a life and raising it.

Yet, when I stood under a warm shower, relaxed and planning my day free of obligations, I hated you. When I sat in my favourite place with only the birds for company, I hated you. As my love wrapped me in his arms, knowing I was the only one in the world he adored, I hated you for taking some of that from me. As I planned our holiday, manic and full of wonder, I hated you. Soon, it would be stressful holidays full of mundane moments. On the days I couldn't get out of bed because of depression, I hated you because I knew I would have to function when you were here. My choices would be stripped down to what you needed, your care, your wellbeing and I would have to smile, be jolly and kind because it wasn't your fault. You didn't choose to be born.

Choice, it's such an oddity. Do you know you have a choice? I don't think I did but I do now and that's why you don't exist.