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.