Heard agreed to sit for an interview in “Silenced,” the first film she’s appeared in since 2023’s “Aquaman and the Lost Kingdom.” The actress was clear about her motives in joining the production.

I love being a bogey man to the left AND right.

I feel like anything I'd read, including a great many medical sources, feminist sources, and the actual instructions given with the medication, didn't prepare me at all for what to expect, and in fact, I feel like it was minimized by a lot. I went into it expecting "extra rough period cramp" type of pain. Several articles (and the advice given by with the meds) advised to put on a comfort show and have some food that I enjoy; take some over the counter pain meds. It was easily the worst pain I've felt in my life. I had an abdominal surgery a few months ago, I've broken a few bones, I cut the tip of my finger off last year, and none of these, even a teensy bit, compared to the mildest pain I experienced during my abortion.

I was completely blindsided. I almost caved and asked to be taken to the hospital, because NOTHING I had read had described anything even close to how bad the pain was. It came in waves, and there would be thirty to forty minute intervals where I couldn't even speak if I wanted to. I curled into a ball and just laid there. I won't lie and say it wasn't traumatic.

My first thought, tbh, was "holy shit, is this what other women's period cramps feel like? Have I just been lucky this whole time?" But a while back, when I still used TikTok, I came across an abortion joke video, and a ton of women in the comments were discussing how painful it was, and how they weren't prepared for it properly because they'd been told to expect much milder pain.

It was about a 9 hour process, for me, and as soon as the pain waned, I was out like a light. I had no residual symptoms the next day, thankfully, but during it I was almost positive that something had to be going wrong, because I hadn't seen anyone anywhere mentioning that it could hurt that bad.

Due to extenuating circumstances, I could only access an in-clinic, suction aspiration abortion with no anesthesia or pain medication. I had to drive myself there and drive myself back home on a time limit. For this procedure, it is standard for women to be put under anesthesia completely. They told me it would probably be among the worst pains I've ever felt in my life, but it would only last for about five minutes. It was bad, but it was not the worst, and it was short. I have felt worse pain in my life. It was wholly uncomplicated, and I was able to go home shortly after.

Because of the circumstances I'd chosen to get my abortion under, I was marked for the last operation of the day, which was a decision made at the last second. I was not upset with this, honestly; there was absolutely nothing that could shake me anymore after finding out I was pregnant. I was in the waiting room for a very long time. I got there when they had opened at 8AM, and didn't leave until they closed at 4PM. I spent most of my time comforting the other women and girls in the waiting room before their operation, letting them play on my handheld console or color in my coloring books with me, offering as much support as I could.

There was a young woman there with her mother who got there around the same time I did, and she was scheduled for an in-person medication abortion. I believe she was the only one for that day. When they gave her the medication, they told her it would feel like intense period cramps. As time went on, she seemed so horrifically ill, and I wish there was more that could have been done for her. I'm sure the staff felt the same way, but legally, they were not allowed to give her anything stronger than tylenol and ibuprofen. She did eventually allow herself to be taken to a nearby hospital (for fluids, I assume, and hopefully pain medication as well) because she was repeatedly vomiting from the pain for hours on end. I think about her often and hope she is doing well.

(Lenin’s wife, for those that don’t know)

Served in the French resistance AND invented mifepristone

me when I get home:

me the entire weekend:

I never would've thought of this idea, using a two-piece bowl with a stand for a sink.

Today marks the 26th anniversary of the École Polytechnique massacre, in Montreal, Canada. A cowardly, misogynic act which left 14 promising women dead, simply because they were women:

Twenty-five-year-old Marc Lépine, armed with a Mini-14 rifle and a hunting knife, shot 28 people, killing 14 women, before committing suicide. He began his attack by entering a classroom at the university, where he separated the male and female students. After claiming that he was “fighting feminism” and calling the women “a bunch of feminists,” he shot all nine women in the room, killing six. He then moved through corridors, the cafeteria, and another classroom, specifically targeting women to shoot. Overall, he killed fourteen women and injured ten other women and four men in just under 20 minutes before turning the gun on himself.[1][2] His suicide note claimed political motives and blamed feminists for ruining his life. The note included a list of 19 Quebec women whom Lépine considered to be feminists and apparently wished to kill.[3]

After this despicable act, Canada adopted gun control measures. Since gun control measures were adopted there has not been another mass shooting killing more than 10 people in Canada. Since École Polytechnique there has only been 9 massacres in Canada; 9 in 26 years.

Please remember these women.