by Anonymous

July 14, 2018

I didn’t even know my body was mine.

13. Sore and swollen in an unfamiliar place. I no longer carried my own scent but that of a boy, no older than myself.

Vomiting, 30 pounds down. A decision made for your parents whispering about. I wake to bright lights and good morning. Remembering nothing.


Abortion was my beginning to becoming my own woman

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