“…I left early into my second semester at the school. My roommate spread rumors about me telling people I said I wasn’t pregnant but that I was probably lying about it for some odd reason. I later chalked this up to her being conservative and presumably anti-choice. My partner, who doesn’t even deserve the courtesy of that title, asked reluctantly if I needed them to go but instead of the appropriate use of ‘needed’ he opted for have to. The question still lingers in my mind, ‘do I have to go with you?’ The bitter part of me wants to now say as if playing FIFA all day filled up their demanding schedule but instead I opted for the dry but cutting truth. ‘No,’ I said, ‘I need someone who will actually hold my hand.’ …They told me, “thanks for having that done.” That. That done. Their inability to use the word abortion reminded me of the politicians who use phrases like ‘women’s reproductive rights’ or ‘a woman’s right to choose,’ merely because of the stigma, the dirtiness behind the wor...