I had an abortion 6 months ago. It was hard, but a simple choice for where I am at in my life. I cried for days, and hours before and after- and even now it is hard to talk about. I knew it was the option that I needed to take to have the life I have wanted. I am only 24, and although I was in a loving relationship, it didn’t last after this. Next month would have been my due date, and I grieve the loss that I choose. It’s a grief that doesn’t feel accepted by people you know, and not one that you can share lightly. In all honesty, I don’t know how that day will make me feel. I still have a heavy heart, as I’ve always wanted to be a mom. I have never thought of a situation where I wouldn’t end up having a child of my own. But this timing, with this person didn’t feel right. I cried with worry and uncertainty when I found out, thinking this decision was one that only teenagers who were irresponsible had to make. But I am strong, and know my body. I will know when the time is right. And that, was not my time.