I Shouldn’t Have to March for My Life to Matter

My life matters. Why do I have to say that?

Adobe Stock: by Jacob Lund

I am safe, I tell myself as I walk into the hardware store. My eyes scan the parking lot for cop cars when I walk out. I keep my receipt out of the bag and clenched in my hand just like my grandmother taught me. Do I want to bring a son into this world if I have to teach him this? Do I want to raise kids if I have to teach them that their…