I had just turned 21 and my abusive relationship was finally ending. But at the end, it got worse and he got worse. After we had ended things and I moved into a friend’s for temporary living I found out I was pregnant. Coming from a family of teen pregnancies, I had seen how hard it is and knew that I never wanted to have a kid until I was ready. It wasn’t a hard decision for me, I was more sad about becoming pregnant by this monster that now haunts my dreams. The hardest part for me was feeling alone. I had a ton of friends by my side, supporting me. But none of my friends had gone through it. And maybe I do know people who have and I will never know because it is something we don’t really talk about.
I’m not quiet about it. I definitely don’t tell certain people, but to me I am proud of my decision. I made a difficult decision for myself, that I will definitely think about for a long time. But I am happy knowing that I wouldn’t have the life I have today. I wouldn’t have the job I have. I probably wouldn’t have the partner I have. And I wouldn’t have the life I have. And I thankful for my abortion and for the doctors who helped me. And for all of my friends who sat with me through it and watched Disney with me that day. I just hope that someday more of us feel comfortable telling people because I don’t want anyone else to feel as alone as I did.
