I remember sitting on the edge of my sink, holding a pregnancy test, aged 16, completely unaware of what a baby may have been like to actually have. The test came up positive. I didn’t feel scared or anything- abortion was an easy decision for me at the time. I’d been failing at college as I was with a drug abuser who was a lot older than me and was physically and emotionally abusive towards me. I recall telling my mum, who cried her eyes out. I comforted her by saying ‘it’s okay, I’ve already booked my abortion in’. I remember on the day of the appointment for the final pills cramping loads on the way home. I buried my 8.5 week pregnancy in my back garden. I never regretted it once, it was the best decision I’ve ever made. I still wonder how awful that child’s life would have been now.