I went to catholic school my whole life where it was drilled into me sex is bad outside of marriage and abortion is a crime. But then I grew up and moved outside the bubble I grew up in, I formed my own opinions and my own identity.
It wasn’t easy for me at that point. I was making it out on my own in a city where I didn’t know anyone. I barely had enough to pay my own rent, and was in an abusive relationship which made it a constant struggle to exist. So when I found out I was pregnant I made the choice that was right for me. I had doctors turn me away when I found out 1 week in, but there was one nurse who was supportive and reserved judgement. I will never forget her and her trust in me that I was doing my best in a tough situation. There was no shaming and no patronizing. It wasn’t an easy decision for me but I knew it was the right one for me and I didn’t need other people who had no idea of my circumstances making snap judgements and shaming me for something they knew nothing about.
Looking back I wouldn’t have changed my decision. And I am grateful I had the right to make the decision about my body that was right for me vs. people judging from afar who have no context nor the anatomy to ever be put in this situation dictate what is “right” and “wrong” for me to do.
