I was surprised by the onslaught of pissed-off reactions to your advice to Love Is Finding Errors, i.e. telling her to tell her pro-life boyfriend "I'm pregnant" to see how he reacted. I thought it was brilliant. I saw it for what (I think) you intended: see how "pro life no matter what" he is when it's his life that would be affected.

I'm 40 and have never been pregnant, although have had many scares, and have been in positions where I had no health insurance but still needed some very important health care. It kills me when MEN—the ones who don't get pregnant, don't carry a life inside them for 9 months and suffer all that goes with it, don't have monthly periods, don't get vaginal yeast infections or UTIs, don't have the health concerns we do thanks to our plumbing—dictate so flippantly what a woman can and can't do with her body, and are so willing to kill our access to affordable health care.

When I was 14 or 15, my raised-Catholic, single mother said this to me and my sister: "If either one of you comes home pregnant, I'm kicking you out of the house. End of story." I never felt like I could go to my mom with anything. So I was grateful that at age 17 I could go to Planned Parenthood and get birth control and exams when I needed them—not just then, but later, in my 30s, when I had no health insurance. I'm now self-employed and paying for my own (shitty) insurance, so it's good to know that there is a resource available to me, should I need it. I don't ever want Planned Parenthood, or any other valuable resources for women, to go away. (Proud to say I do support them with $$ annually.)

Thanks for always championing Planned Parenthood and us gals.