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This brief has personal stories from 368 legal professionals describing how their own abortions improved their lives. It is so moving. I really encourage people to read the whole thing but here are some highlights:
â [T]he morning I woke up and was not pregnant, I had a feeling of having narrowly escaped the end of all hope for my life. I was eighteen â
â After the abortion, I finally escaped the abuse, quit my job, and went to law school. I would never have been able to help the people Iâve helped as a lawyer had I not been allowed the freedom to determine my own future, by controlling my own body at a pivotal point in my life.â
â I am haunted that, in another life, I would have been forced to ascribe to my legislatorsâ personal religious and moral beliefs and continue my pregnancy. Legislators who knew nothing of my pregnancy or fetal diagnoses. Legislators who would not have had to endure the physical trauma or emotional anguish of delivering my child to his death sentence, or sit by his side and feel the unrelenting pain of his diagnoses, day after day. Legislators who would not have to physically and financially ensure his best possible treatment while tending to the needs of our first born.â
âMy mother died in 1959, leaving four children, a successful husband and heartbroken parents. She was 31. I was 11 years old and abortion was not legal. My mother used a knitting needle and was dead of sepsis within 24 hours. More than loss of career or marriage, or disability, she lost her life. And she was just one of thousands of girls 25 and women who died in that terrible, wasteful way. I grew up without a mother and my family was emotionally splintered and set adrift in many ways by her death.â
â Identifying myself publicly brings me fear of reprisal from my colleagues and my broader community in South Carolina, many of whom are deeply religious and against abortion. I suspect that many would (and will) see me differentlyâas morally inferiorâupon learning that I have had an abortion. Many of my students write passionately against abortion in their class papers, so exposing myself also brings a risk of backlash from them. These fears contribute to a great anxiety about my name being published on this list. At the same time, I feel a sense of duty to identify myself and to clarify that abortions are something that all women benefit from having access to. â
I am a broken record but: by my count Iâve now encountered (not by actively seeking out, but just because they crossed my feed) three (3) SEPARATE twitter threads wherein every reply is someone confidently asserting their entirely incorrect accusation of a HIPAA violation and/or patient confidentiality breach.
I 100% ascribe to the motto that the US healthcare system is incredibly complex and regulated by dense documents and opaque regulations that most people donât have the time to parse. itâs absolutely understandable and why I love educating interested people about it.
HOWEVER. the entire. ENTIRE. crux of HIPAA is that for data to be considered protected health information, it must, BY NATURE, contain personally identifiable details about an individual. Iâm at a loss for why so many people are choosing to die on the hill of citing that specific law when the situation to which theyâre applying it very obviously isnât in violation of it.
I cannot believe Iâm awake at like 4am and thinking about this. but of all the things on Twitter that have annoyed me this week, what finally pushed me over the edge was seeing people (like, multiple people!!) posting snarky replies premised on a total misunderstanding of HIPAA.
I know there are much bigger fish to fryâŠbutâŠif youâre going to performatively throw the book at a random twitter userâs therapist for supposedly violating HIPAA based on that user tweeting about an interaction that isnât at all incriminating âŠyou should probably make sure youâre not just talking out of your ass!!!
TLDR Iâm just steamed that people can rake in hundreds of faves for a lazy comeback that also circulates misinformation about healthcare regulations. if your online identity is partially based on your passion about/knowledge of the healthcare landscape, the least you can do is show your work. (granted, I realize this entire paragraph is basically just me rehashing reasons that people hate twitter)
truly didnât expect my 4am health policy rambles to resonate with anyone, thank u all for listening and validating me, hahah.
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Me, watching Juno at 17,: why is everybody freaking out that Juno is hanging around that ladyâs husband. Heâs a grown ass man, heâs not going to do anything
Me, now:
Am I annoying? Yes
Do I give a fuck? Also yes I really am sorry about me all the time
I cannot believe Iâm awake at like 4am and thinking about this. but of all the things on Twitter that have annoyed me this week, what finally pushed me over the edge was seeing people (like, multiple people!!) posting snarky replies premised on a total misunderstanding of HIPAA.
I know there are much bigger fish to fry...but...if youâre going to performatively throw the book at a random twitter userâs therapist for supposedly violating HIPAA based on that user tweeting about an interaction that isnât at all incriminating ...you should probably make sure youâre not just talking out of your ass!!!
TLDR Iâm just steamed that people can rake in hundreds of faves for a lazy comeback that also circulates misinformation about healthcare regulations. if your online identity is partially based on your passion about/knowledge of the healthcare landscape, the least you can do is show your work. (granted, I realize this entire paragraph is basically just me rehashing reasons that people hate twitter)
So weird how consistently and how bi-partisan/bi-factionally itâs consider appropriate to lecture people about how the actual circumstances of their lives and the oppression they personally experience on a day-to-day basis because it doesnât conform to some intellectual thought exercise about how oppression is âsupposedâ to work.  If your ideology doesnât fit with the lives of real humans beings itâs because your ideology is flawed, not human beings!
liking abba is not your taste in music itâs a way of life and people who donât like abba canât reach the ideal world and that is what plato talked about
âIn a game with no consequences, why are you still playing the âGoodâ side?â
Because being mean makes me feel bad.