What’s the difference between an abortion and a miscarriage? For starters, one kills a child as a freak accident of nature while the other kills a child as a freak accident of human agency. The differences between the two are about as stark as that between dying of natural causes and dying because the Manson family strolled into town.

Abortion conglomerate Planned Parenthood seems to have trouble grasping that logical axiom, as they see no difference whatsoever.

Over the weekend, pro-abortion writer Danielle Campoamor penned a column for Romper about her most recent miscarriage and how, despite the pain and grief, she still thinks abortion is no different. Planned Parenthood later went on to tweet her article.

Unfortunately for Campoamor, not even the pains of three miscarriages have convinced her that a child worthy of the right to live resides inside of her. “I’m miscarrying right now, and it’s only strengthening my beliefs about abortion,” she said in her article.

As many women can attest, miscarriages can be a painful, ongoing process that creates much grief over the loss. Though Campoamor feels this grief, it has not swayed her.

“The well-known secret of miscarriages is that they’re not a clean process,” she writes. “The bleeding goes on, the cramps continue, and pieces of a future you only experienced in your mind are evacuated along with the contents of your now-empty womb slowly. My hopes for a sibling for my son are passing, and I can feel it all.”

​Then she explains why she sees no difference between the two:

There is a common misconception that the mom who miscarries is a very different person than the woman who aborts, but I’m here to say there is no difference. I am both of those women. I have had five pregnancies, one live birth, three miscarriages, and one abortion. In the eyes of those looking to curtail reproductive rights, I’m therefore one part family values, three parts deserving of pity, and one part going to hell for what I’ve done.

She even goes on to anthropomorphize their relationship by calling them “sisters”:

Miscarriage and abortion are sisters. Just like my body knew what to do when an abnormal embryo implanted itself in my uterus, my mind knew what to do when a healthy embryo found its way to the soft lining of my uterine wall back when I was 23 years old, in an unhealthy relationship, living paycheck-to-paycheck, unwilling and unable to be a mother. They haven’t always synced up, my body and my mind, but even separately they’ve known what to do at different times in my life. I do not regret my decision to have an abortion.

Let’s transplant that argument into a situation for a person outside the womb: “Just like nature knew what to do with my mother when an abnormal cancer implanted itself in her breasts, my mind knows what to do when my healthy father moves in with me when I’m 23 years old in an unhealthy relationship, living paycheck-to-paycheck, unwilling and unable to be a caretaker.”