I always knew that if I got pregnant before I was ready to give life, I’d go for an abortion. However, when that day came, I was still really troubled by the abortion idea suddenly so real and palpable: I saw it like it was going to take a bit of my purity or like I was going to lose a kind of virginity. But I did it anyways, because it was the right thing to do and I always knew it.
Now I can say that I never regret it, not even a second, that is was safe, that I was lucky I had my boyfriend with me holding my hand and that it was free! Plus, I can see now that I belong to a tradition of resistance and body autonomy. I’d like to say thank you to the pro-choice movement around the world, I know I owe you some of what I am now.
