August, 2005
August, 2005
On My Mind... (Forgive my absence...but I'm still recovering from unpublicized back surgery)
posted 8/ 31/ 05
In The
Mailbag... From the east-coast:
My girlfriend got an abortion last summer. I still
haven't gotten over it. I can't sleep most nights, thinking about it. I
keep asking myself why I did such a stupid thing. I made a baby, then I
let her kill it. We broke up. We were to painful together. Now I'm really
mind-trashed. I've got this sense of hopelessness that seems to be
coloring my whole world black.
an NYC Joe ( name withheld)
***We learn from experience. You've heard this... now listen again: the hope
is that we learn something from everything we do. Know this: you are not
alone. There are millions of guys just like you, that grow up entirely too
fast, and rush headlong into heartache because hormones are raging and
logic-center brain matter isn't quite developed (Read: so you don't
think with your brains!)
We keep getting the cart before the horse: we are desperately trying to
treat the problem of un-planned parenthood... after the fact.
Sad fact is that the abortion and subsequent murder of an unplanned,
unwanted, unborn child, is a horrific way to solve the problems of
adolescent sex, child predation by adult males, and rape.
You are equally a victim, my young friend, but you don't have to be a
loser. Tell your story. Warn your friends. Take responsibility and act
responsibly. The youth of today is the future of tomorrow. take charge of
yourself today. If you do your future will look bright, and you can walk
out of your darkness.--Joe
posted 8/ 10/ 05
On My Mind... someone asked me what an aborted father is.
I told him an
aborted father is someone like me, and countless others like me, who have
experienced abortion of their babies without their advice or consent. The
term is used by some to include all male biological parents, but I
disagree. I didn't have any choice in my son's horrific death, and I was
only informed after the fact, too late for me to save a life... perhaps
two lives. I'll never know. What I do know is that I, like my son, am a
victim, and part of me was aborted too.
Let me tell you something about that experience. I am a fifty year old
man, and have grieved my loss the better part of thirty years. To say that
the quality of my life changed would be an understatement. For many of
those years I harbored a bitterness and sadness that almost consumed me.
[read of my experience in an earlier archived posting]. For some of those
years I tried so desperately to distance myself from those memories, that
I lost my own self-identity. My healing only began as a result of my
sharing my story and the hope that I can help keep others from going where
I have been.
If you have a story to tell, share it with us. There is strength in
numbers, and the battle to overturn Roe-V-Wade is raging. Speak out the
truth. Save a life. Stop the madness of abortion. --Joe
posted 8/ 5/ 05