roe. (Patreon)

hi loves.

greetings from maine, united states of america. i don’t know what to say anymore, y’all. i wanted to take the week fully off from posting, but, here we go.

i toured for an entire year of my life - in 2019 and 2020 - to fight for abortion rights. your patronage funded that work.

my whole team worked to make sure we had abortion rights activists and planned parenthood at every show.

i talked about my three abortions over and over again on stage, ripping open the wounds every night, and felt punished by not only the left and the right, but even by the people close to me who were made too uncomfortable by what i was doing and saying.

i wrote “oasis”. i wrote “voicemail for jill”. i made videos. i interviewed people. i raised money. i gave money. i did interviews. i signed hundreds of petitions. i wrote the introduction for the “post-roe america” book by robin marty. i marched.

what else could have we done?

the saddest part of yesterday was my phone blowing up with sympathetic texts from my friends in new zealand and overseas.

america is an object of global pity right now. it’s scary, that feeling. the pity was already happening and now it’s quickly accelerating. the dread is spreading. what happens here happens elsewhere.

what an incredibly strange combination of emotions i am feeling right now.

still; i hope it’s a death rattle. underneath this ominous cloud, a sisterhood always rises. the era of frightened men will - must - someday come to a close.

maybe not in my lifetime.

but i will never stop fighting.

for all of the women on this earth who have to choke and suffer in the complex stranglehold of patriarchy, for the women who can’t escape the cage of inherited greed, fear, generational trauma and stuckness, i will never stop fighting. never. i understand too well how it feels, and i’ll use all the tools in my kit to try to create a future where we can all find some semblance of peace.

this is the battle of our lifetime. our civil rights battle, our vietnam, our suffrage.

if i have time this coming week i’ll write a longer piece here for the patreon, and maybe troy it out and try to get it published in the real world.

generally, what i’ve seen is that people don’t fully understand that abortion isn’t about “abortion”.

this isn’t just about the act of having and abortion, it isn’t about fetuses and babies. it is so much bigger. it’s about human rights. it’s about poverty, and equality.

it’s about the climate crisis.

it’s about women having a chance to control their dreams and destinies, instead of being told what to do by men.

don’t give up.

ever. keep fighting.

if you can, you must.

but god i am tired.

fuuuuuuuuuuck.

i love you. all of you.

more soon.

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