I was 20, living away from home at university, 2 months into a new relationship – if you could call it that, more of a hook up.
I fell pregnant, I told him and he ended things. I knew I needed to go through with an abortion yet things weren’t easy. Tablets failed for me, and I had to have surgery, I was numb and empty, wondering how I got to this point in my life.
I felt judged and I felt small, I felt I lost everything, the boy, friends, failed uni that year and I had now lost a baby through my choice.
I wasn’t ready, I still am not ready, today is exactly a year since my abortion and I am stronger, more independent and I know my worth. My abortion is a part of me and a part I am proud of, I will not be silenced. I hope every woman who experiences this is able to get the care she deserves and needs and I hope she feels loved and looked after, with every single part of my body.
Abortion is health care, and that is what I needed at that time. But, when I am ready I am going to love the hell out of my child because I know how much I loved the one I had aborted.
Sending all my love and healing to those who need it, stay strong. We are in this together.
