Oh sure, take away my birth control. Let's see, I'm a married woman, but that's cool (Sorry honey, we just gotta keep our pants on). I will then bleed heavily with no interruption for four months straight (a major health reason for picking up those little pills), severely lowering my ability to work at the physically demanding job I do, but that's okay...I should really be home raising unplanned children on whatever my husband can bring home. Ooo, I will get to experience adult, severe cystic acne again! Oh man, I really miss that stuff. I mean, if nature wants me to have deep facial scarring and large, painful cysts, by golly, I should embrace those pus filled pustules that lower one's immune system. Oh! I can once again experience the joys of fibromyalgia type pain and 'hotspots' brought on by hormone imbalance. Man, one simple pill keeps that under control, but now I see that I really don't deserve to benefit from a service I pay into. How could I forget the mood swings caused by heavy hormonal shifts? Everyone around me got to enjoy those. Oo, and who needs a drastically lowered risk of ovarian cancer? Sure, my risk is severely heightened when I'm off said pill due to my body producing more eggs than a prize leghorn, but I mean really. My body needs to be personally responsible for its decisions. Maybe cancer will teach it a thing or two.
But of course, I will continue to pay for Viagra and other necessities. I know my place, and it is not in a position to make decisions for myself.