I was 19 years old when I had my abortion. It was with my first real boyfriend. I was a dancer, dance teacher and promotions model, I was doing so well and my boyfriend and I partied every weekend. We did so much speed and cocaine it was ridiculous. When I found out I was pregnant; I only did the test to humor my sister who was having a scare. When the test came out positive I was so shocked, I couldn’t believe it. My boyfriend and I made the decision right away, we both knew we weren’t in a position to have a child, our lifestyle was just out of control. His mother was a different story, she called me all kinds of names for wanting to get an abortion, she made me call this Christian counseling phone number where some man lectured me about Jesus and hell, she thought it would make me change my mind but it didn’t. The night before the procedure, she called me at 2am to tell me what a horrible person I am. The morning of my abortion we were accosted by protestors out front of the clinic. The procedure itself went perfectly, I healed like it never happened.
Reading this it sounds like an awful story. It really isn’t. It was what I needed to do at the time and I don’t regret a thing. The bad part was the people I had around me and the fact that exclusion zones around abortion clinics had not yet been established in my state. I absolutely do not regret a thing.
My message to anyone else who is facing this decision is to put yourself first, if you are not ready, if you aren’t stable in your home, relationship, job, health or any factor of your life, understand a pregnancy will not fix any of these things. You are not a bad person for having an abortion. You are loved and worthy.
