Sometimes I feel bad about not keeping it. The baby (boy or girl?) would’ve been due in early June, just a couple weeks after my birthday. It’s been almost a decade.
I remember the day, I felt so small in that big clinic. So unsure about life. But when the clinician asked, on a scale of 1 to 10, how sure I was to have an abortion, the 10 came out, confidently. It was the only answer.
