Sally Schloss
My abortion offered me a powerful and unexpected insight into the emotional connection between my body and mind that I haven’t experienced before or since.
My abortion offered me a powerful and unexpected insight into the emotional connection between my body and mind that I haven’t experienced before or since.
I’ve spent so long learning to decenter myself in this movement that I haven’t really felt, deeply felt, how tired I am.
The repeal of Roe v. Wade allows states to grant full human rights to fertilized eggs, like the ones that have been collected from my body by my doctors.
Tapping into my Judaism helped me feel like I was not alone or unworthy of deciding what to do with my own body and my future.
As a girl who is lucky enough to have access to information and supplies for my period, it’s my job to help other girls and women who don’t have as much as me.
Many of us have lost sleep over the direction our country has taken. I offer my story here with the understanding that we must prepare to take care of each other.
Two of my pregnancies ended in miscarriage, and the other two resulted in the greatest joys of my life. But all four were a burden — emotionally and physically, personally and professionally.
As I look at my new daughter, I think about what a few more decades of restrictions could mean for her future. I knead harder.
As a woman and a native Texan, I am scared. As a future rabbi, I am furious.