What I will and what I won't
I cannot talk anymore about my failed attempts at getting a Practicum, how no one is calling me back even, and how this makes me wonder about karma and relive all the shit I've fucked up in the past couple of years. Talking about this right now makes me want to cry.
I will not talk about anything I've watched on TV this past week, how TV bores the tears out of me lately, and how I miss the nineties when I could vedge out to a good ep of Trek, X-Files, or Buffy, if not on TV than on my poorly recorded VHS tapes and how I don't even have a VHS player right now.
I won't talk about pathetic nineties nostalgia.
What I would talk about:
How awesomely brave women like Jackie Speier and Gwen Moore inspire me every day to keep caring about the things I care about.
How sad it is that I consider them brave, because that's how scary this climate is these days.
How regarding their bravery has made me more open about telling people, "Ask me about my abortion, and how I haven't regretted it once in 23 years."
How, as soon as I read about the House debating cutting funding to Planned Parenthood (seriously? this is the most women-hating House ever, it feels like) caused me to go to immediately and donate $50.
How, when I was young and poor, Planned Parenthood gave me quality care and cheap birth control, and treated me with respect and friendliness. Because I was a human being and deserved that.
That's what I'll talk about.