No, really. That’s her headline.

I read this “poor me” or “pregnancy is unbearable” lament from pro-abort women a lot, trying to skew a natural condition into something beyond them.

Whine, whine, whine, that’s all you little girls do! You vomit every morning? You feel like crying every waking moment? Your family turned you away? You’re still a teenager? He forced himself on you? You’re facing serious medical complications? You’re scared, alone, exhausted?

Whore! Slut! Wussy-girl!

(Heartless, much?)

My conclusion? Modern-day feminists have degenerated into frail creatures, the very weaklings that sexists caricature.

But they’re forced to take this position to bolster their claim that abortion is as good as or better an option than pregnancy.

Sounds like a good ol’ fashioned triple dog dare to me! Sure, you may have decided that you don’t want to have kids - but have you ever considered that that makes you a chicken?

Note to self: make sure to tell mom that she’s a pussy for ever suggesting that she had a tough time carrying me. Obviously, motherhood isn’t a thankless enough job yet.