There it is, in stark type. And swipe to see 17-year-old me, just a few months before needing an abortion. I remember my mother telling me how relieved she was that I was able to get one, safely and without legal drama; she wouldn’t have been able to at my age. None of us can tell our own kids the same thing this morning. It’ll take a decade, or more, to win back this right, but for today, I’m donating to abortionfunds.org, which is helping patients everywhere—especially the most vulnerable—deal with this shit. (We can talk later about how annoying it is that the lead picture on this front page is of an anti-abortion protestor rejoicing - when the majority of Americans did NOT want #roevwade overturned.)