My reasons for getting an abortion do not matter. What matters is I was able to get the medical care I needed.
I became pregnant due to a birth control failure in May of 2020. I was 27, the world was in the midst of a pandemic, and I did not want to be pregnant.
I spent several weeks after finding out trying to decide what I wanted to do. I have the most supportive partner who was open to my emotional battle and the depression that ravaged my mental state from the hormonal changes. Fun fact: postpartum isn’t the only time hormones can trigger depression. If one already suffers from depression or anxiety, like myself, one is more likely to have prenatal depression. I now realize that is what I experienced.
In July of 2020, I walked into a Planned Parenthood and had a surgical abortion. I don’t recall pain or discomfort. What I do remember is how kind and caring every single person in the clinic was. I didn’t bleed after and I wasn’t in pain. I went on as normal. It took months for my hormones to regulate but four years out, I do not regret it for one moment.
I have accomplished so much in the last four years that would not have been possible with a child. My reasons for getting an abortion do not matter. What matters is I was able to get the medical care I needed. The state I live in now has a six week abortion ban. It blows my mind that people today can not access the same care I was able to receive only four years ago. I don’t regret it. I don’t feel bad about it. I feel angry that my rights are being stripped from me.
