I think it’s easy to forget as a middle-aged that the beginning of something as nebulous as a career is daunting. I look ahead to taking classes and what I want to do next and just feel like “well, I’ll get there soon enough” with no real sense of pressure or hunger because I’m confident I’ll achieve it, but two decades ago I was absolutely DONE with classes and studying and ready to get on with work and paychecks and having some sense of adult accomplishment because no advice or kind words from older folks would make me believe that everything would be alright.

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seeing “balanced” takes on abortion makes me want to state for the record i love abortion. I love it. Unapologetically. I love all my friends who have had abortions and all the reasons they’ve had them. i love people who treat abortion flippantly I love people who have a lot of emotions about their abortion. I love people who will have only one abortion in their whole life and people who will have many. abortion is great, no caveats. Its not a moral quandary. if someone doesn’t want to be pregnant they should have safe access to rectifying the state of their own body

How do I get the ball rolling on a living wage paid to homecare workers i.e. every single stay-at-home parent and person who cares for our elders. Their service is vital to society and we treat their time like it’s a honorable sacrifice. It’s work, physically, emotionally, mentally exhausting work, and to tell people they must go work a paying job to sustain their job at home feels like such a con.