"I didn’t march because I personally feel marginalized. I marched because I can. I marched because a lot of women can’t, even if you don’t see them. I marched for women of privilege, women who don’t have shit, women who are raising awesome children with their same-sex partner who has to legally adopt the child that is biologically hers, and might find herself spontaneously unmarried in the eyes of the Supreme Court. I marched for women who need reproductive healthcare of any kind. I marched for the 17-year old pregnant girl who dropped out of school to sort my clothes at the dry cleaners for $7.25/hour. She has to quit when the baby comes because she doesn’t get any time off, paid or otherwise. Her next job will be minimum wage, too, because she hasn’t gotten her GED yet and doesn’t know if she can get in the night school program because she’ll need someone to stay with her newborn. I marched for the woman who was raped in college and still hasn’t even told her best friend, after all these years.
I even marched for you, Christy. Even if you don’t feel like you need anyone to march for you."
To Christy on Facebook who doesn't need the womens march.
I have the ability to see that just because I am able to do acoomplish something, doesn't mean that the woman next to me is able to. To see past my own privileges.
Oh, and just because I'm not being beheaded in Palestine at this very moment does NOT mean we should throw our hands up and call it good. There are still a LOT of womens issues that need to be worked on. Trans women, women of color, lesbians, women with disabilities, mental health issues or other medical issues, WOMEN WHO ARE SEX WORKERS, poor women, etc.
I marched because I'm not a bitch who lacks empathy.