I’m tired… I’m just so tired.

Tired of being looked at as a villain, tired of being judged, tired of people calling me stupid, a radical, irresponsible, crazy, a conspiracy theorist, selfish, uninformed… tired of being judged by my own family. Tired of people telling me to just do what the majority does. To not be that way. Tired of people telling me my right to decide over my body is no longer my right, and it is selfish to believe I have a say what I do with it, if it doesn’t conform to the majorities will. That choosing what I do or do not put into my body is no longer my choice but the states, because my choice over my body might endanger other people. 

The right over my body is the only thing I own. The only thing I have some control over. The only thing that can’t be taken from me. 

I don’t want to lose more of my freedom than I’ve already lost in the last two years, but I’m willing to give every bit of freedom up to ensure my right over my body. The state can lock me up, keep me from human contact, but they still won’t be able to force me to let them decide over my body. It is my right to make that choice. I am the only one who has the right to make that choice. 

I won’t stay quiet anymore. I follow all the rules, even though I don’t agree with them. I’m not being reckless, I’m not around a lot of people, I wear a mask; I keep my distance; I stay mostly at home… and yet, I’m treated like I’m a horrible person. Like I’m out there killing people. My own family treats me differently from how they have two years ago… sometimes I feel like I’m a stranger when I’m with them. I have never felt more alone and more scared. 

What do I have if my right over my body is taken from me?

We talk about inclusion. About accepting everyone the way they are. We talk about pronouns, about whether men or women are different or not, about whether genders exist or not, we talk about how everyone is equal, about how language is violence, how what we say and how we say it equals physical harm, the whole western world pats itself on the shoulder for being so inclusive and understanding and yet… I’m a firm believer of not letting the state dictate medical decisions for me and suddenly no one cares about their language anymore, no one cares about everyone being equal anymore, no one cares about inclusion for everyone anymore, no one cares about everyone’s right to their opinion anymore and there is no more openness for “my truth”, no one cares about language anymore either, language is violence? Words can hurt you? That’s what the people, now attacking everyone who doesn’t follow the opinion of the media and politics, like to scream… and yet here they are, violating so many people with their thoughtless, sometimes even cruel words.

Words are words, they only have as much power as you give them, but still, constantly reading you are the worst person on the planet for choosing to not take part of a worldwide trial run with a vaccine wears you down and there are days those words hurt, more than they should. But the biggest issues is that so many people believe those words, repeat them like a parrot, never taking the time to consider the other side, take their opinions, thoughts and feelings into consideration. They never take the time to do their own research and I’m not talking about the first few pages on google, or you know five different newspapers; they are all copying each other and writing the exact same thing, sometimes they even have the same spelling errors… but sure, they are not all the same. I’m talking about doing your own independent research, go deeper, question why things are happening the way they are, try to see the connections, put yourself in the other person’s shoes or switch the situation around. How would you feel if all the rights that are taken from the people who decide not to get vaccinated were taken from the people who decided to get vaccinated? How would they feel if the state forbade them to get the vaccine, if the state told them they would not get medical treatment if they got the vaccine,… It’s about tolerance and respect. I respect your human rights and all I want in return is for you to respect mine. 

I’m not keeping you from getting the vaccine. I’m not even telling you not to get the vaccine. I’m not going around telling people all the reasons as to why I think they shouldn’t get the vaccine. I’m just in my own corner. Not taking it and leaving everyone alone. I’d appreciate people showing me the same curtsey and just letting me live my life, the way I chose to. Making choices concerning my body all by myself, with some input from my doctor’s. And no one else has any say or right in that decision besides myself and maybe my doctor. 

Just like the state isn’t mandating workout routines for everyone who is overweight or otherwise banning them from eating unhealthy food and activities that might be dangerous for them. 

I am not against vaccines. I am not claiming covid doesn’t exist. I am simply saying it’s my body, my choice. I choose not to take pain medication unless I have to. I choose not to drink anything besides water, coffee, and tea most of the time. I choose what I put into my body on a daily basis and I choose what I won’t put into my body on a daily basis. 

I am naturally skeptic and I question most things. Having the government try to force a medical procedure on me is not helping in making me less skeptic, quite the contrary actually. It is a human rights violation for them to do so: 

《The principle of bodily integrity sums up the right of each human being, including children, to autonomy and self-determination over their own body. It considers an unconsented physical intrusion as a human rights violation》

Never mind that the flu gets worse every year in winter, too. There are spikes there too. There are flu shots and yet, the flu won’t disappear. Neither will covid. No amount of vaccination shots will change that. 

Instead of constantly changing the meaning of words and the rules as to what you are allowed to say and what not, we should go back to teaching people that words only have as much power as you give them. 

I grew up as a blonde, with average to bad grades, in a time when the dumb blonde jokes were very popular. It never bothered me. I never felt attacked. Maybe a little annoyed, but never hurt. Because I knew I wasn’t dumb, school wasn’t my thing, so my grades represented that, but it didn’t mean that I was stupid. School smart is just one thing, there are a lot of other, more important types of smart. Know who you are and what you are good at, be proud of the person you are, flaws and all and suddenly hurtful words lose meaning, because you know they’re not true, they’re just that; words someone says in anger or envy.  

My parents taught me that words are just that; words. And it’s up to me to decide how much power I want to give them. 


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