I was a vulnerable young woman.
I had been bullied all of my life for being overweight, and I was also mentally and physically abused by my Mother. My self esteem was very low, and I met an older man who gave me some attention. Every day, it was the same thing, pressuring me for sex.
I didn’t know much about sex, I didn’t know how to protect myself properly, and I wanted this man to like me, even love me.
I couldn’t say no to him any longer, I was afraid to lose him.
I am embarrassed to write this, and admit this to you, but I will because it is my story.
He told me to trust him, that he wouldn’t get me pregnant, that he would “pull out”.
Long story short, that didn’t work, and I ended up pregnant.
There was no way, I could have a child at that age.
He took me to an abortion clinic on long island, there were picketers there telling me not to “kill” my baby. I had to walk past them and go into the building.
It was a day I’ll never forget. My parents called me a slut.
The pain and mental anguish both physically and mentally is burned into my mind 30 years later, but I will never regret my actions.
I am grateful for planned parenthood, they were always there for me when no one else was.
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