I’m tired. I’m hurt.

After hearing the news yesterday. My heart broke. It broke for women, for trans men, for young girls. I’m a survivor or sexual assault, along with having robertsonian translocation which has caused me to miscarry. What if I’m not so lucky next time? What if I’m just walking down the street and it happens? I can’t fathom the trauma. What if this happens to a woman I’m close to? The thought of their trauma even breaks my heart. When I talked to my boyfriend, the only response I got was “well it happens” And my roommate “it’s not going to get that bad” What do you mean it happens? What do you mean it’s not that bad? Womens rights just being taken away? The right to their own bodies? The right to their moral decisions and health? I am literally a crying mess. No empathy from the men I live with. Which leaves me to tell them when they ask if I’m okay, “you wouldn’t understand.” I am still in disbelief at his response. It’s hurtful. It’s disappointing. It makes me actually sick to even look at him. We all have our own opinions, but to me… this is just something that has burned me hearing from him.