January 11th, 2011 at 3:59PM
Single, Female, Mormon, Alone

Oddly, my trip to Planned Parenthood provided much that the church had not in recent years. During my exam, the clinician explained every move before she made it, asked permission to touch me during the most routine procedures. I was mystified: by her compassion, by the level of attention paid to my body — as if it were fragile, or sacred. Only then did it occur to me how many terrified and abused women Planned Parenthood must treat every day.

From the New York Times (Account Required? I don’t know. Their account system is awful.)

Thanks to J. Ray for the link. She always sends me the greatest things.
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