While it was being done, I cried because I knew exactly what I was doing, but it was the best decision.
When I was 21, I ended up getting pregnant by a guy I wasn’t in a relationship with. He was just a guy. I remember getting in the shower a few weeks after and the water spraying on my breasts hurt to high heaven. I decided after dinner with my parents that I needed to take a pregnancy test. My parents were there when I peed on the stick and it immediately showed positive. I panicked – called the guy, he was out at a club or something when I told him I needed money for an abortion. He gave it to me later that night, but I had to go get it. He told me he would talk to me the day of.
The day of the procedure came… I remember the sunrise, I knew God wasn’t in approval of any of the decisions I made to lead up to that point, but an intense peace came over me. “Everything will be okay.” While it was being done, I cried because I knew exactly what I was doing, but it was the best decision.
I texted and called the guy after… never heard back. Fast forward a year. I find out this guy was arrested for burglary of a state senator and football players home ON THE MORNING of my procedure. That solidified that I had made the right decision. I would never want to bring up a child in that kind of situation… a situation I had no idea of.
I support a woman’s right to choose whatever is right for her at the time, the same as I did.
