A recent Daily Beast article claims abortion stories aren’t enough to change reproductive rights policy. But advocates never said abortion stories alone could bring about policy changes—and it’s shortsighted to believe as much.
Ingrained in Bob Jones University’s very DNA is a belief in shame as an essentially positive thing, which manifests in its reportedly condemnatory attitude toward survivors of sexual abuse and violence.
Thursday’s live-streamed “one in three” speak-out made me realize that even as a staunch reproductive rights advocate, a clinic escort, and a feminist, I still have to battle my own internalized abortion stigma.
Recent efforts by reproductive justice organizations in Cleveland, including New Voices Cleveland, show that women will not stand idly by and watch their rights be taken away or have others—be it mainstream media outlets, anti-choice organizations, or anti-woman politicians—dictate their health and safety needs through racist billboard campaigns.
Thanks to stigma, a new study shows, people who have had abortions often hesitate to tell more than one or two trusted family members, partners, or friends about the experience. This, in turn, can lead to individual isolation and restrictive government policies.
Supporters of the clinic have wanted to fight back for a long time, but were waiting for a window of opportunity to take a stand.
The media’s bad job of reporting on teenage pregnancy and parenting has real-life consequences and effects on teenage families, including depression and generational poverty. By removing these stereotypes, and changing to more positive story lines and outcomes, people in the media can make it easier on teens to create thriving families.
In order to guide our activist priorities, we must envision what our long-term goal of a world without abortion stigma would ultimately look like.
Too often, reaching out for help can mean being handed off to people who have absolutely no training in mental health care and who have deep prejudices against those with mental illnesses.
The real crime scene in this scenario isn’t a high school bathroom stall; it’s Texas’ rigid and discriminatory reproductive health-care system.