Fatigue as in tired.

Women in this country are tired of listening to old white men who don’t know anything about women’s bodies but still, somehow, think they have control over us. I am definitely tired of this.

I am tired of picking up an emergency room patient who is having an active miscarriage and bleeding out and burdening them by asking them more questions as to where they want the clump of cells to go. Or, if the pregnancy is advanced enough, which funeral home they want to use. Because of the new abortion laws in our state, we have to ask these questions, and the hospital is no longer allowed to do much.

I am tired of the threat of legal action against women for trying to live a normal life. After all, an Ohio woman was arrested and charged with abuse of a corpse after she miscarried in her own bathroom. It is as if the old white men never realized that 25% of pregnancies end in miscarriage. They’ve been told, it just doesn’t register with them.

We cannot let being tired of this shit control our waking lives. We have to pay attention and pay tribute to those who have died because of their draconian laws. We have to pay attention to the mocked-up trials that are outrageous and designed to be outrageous so they reach the very very very very conservative Supreme Court in the hopes of the Court siding with them. Oops, there goes another right.

Tired or not, we have to demand action. We have to pay attention to the news, distasteful and hateful as it sometimes can be. We have to pay attention to the laws being passed in our states. We have to pay attention to the cases that the Supreme Court takes up.

We have to pay attention, even if we are tired. Because like the Weeping Angels of Doctor Who, when our eyes and attention are not on them, bad things happen. People disappear back to the past when they touch a human and our present-day energy is used to keep the Weeping Angels alive.

Put simply, we have to keep our eyes on the modern-day Weeping Angels and what they are doing so that we as women are not sent back to the past. You know, without rights or a voice. Right where they want us.

Keep watching, even if you are tired. I will be.