So Embarrassed to be Born and Raised in Indiana… 

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The *Midwest is the Best!

*excluding Indiana until #RFRA is repealed 

I was born and raised in Indiana. Not far from Stephen King actually.

I have never been more embarrassed of the actions of my home state than these past few weeks. 

Item 1 — #RFRA

Gov. Pence is pathetic.

This is discrimination.

Any religion, at its core, is accepting of all people and is taught not to judge. There can only be one true judge of all people and that is God. Let’s just leave it up to him.

Item 2 — Pervi Patel Sentencing

Patel was a smart woman. Smart enough to order and pay for abortion-enducing drugs online. She also had the means to pay for the drugs. Never sought medical care during her pregnancy after the drugs failed.

There was no reason to abandon and kill the child she gave birth to —

According to the charges being filed against her, Purvi Patel attempted to end her pregnancy last year by taking pills that she bought online from Hong Kong. The pills didn’t work, and Patel eventually delivered a premature baby at home. When she went to an emergency room to seek treatment after giving birth, the staff asked why she didn’t have an infant with her. She said her baby appeared to be dead, and she had wrapped it in a bag and placed it in a dumpster”
— From ThinkProgress

Patel could have given birth and given the baby away. Or opted for a medical abortion once the pills didn’t work.

I know there is a lot of problems with the charges she was brought up on – which charges, whether feticide or not, etc – does it really matter?! 

She killed a baby in an absolutely cruel  way. Caused this child to suffer beyond necessary. Jail IMO is lenient.

 

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#INFJchronicles — I’m Lost and Its Dark Outside

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I haven’t written anything truly personal in a while.

Besides the funny, anecdotal things.

Lately, my life feels like I’m walking around in a dark room, fumbling for where the light switch should be, where I know it is, it’s just not there.

I’m trying to adjust to the lack of light, using my other senses but my coping mechanisms haven’t been working.