I’ve had 4 beautiful children. One who is 8 years old with autism that needs a lot of my guidance and time. My youngest is 2 years old and I also study evenings and weekends. I managed to get pregnant and I really hated myself for a couple of days for being irresponsible. I really couldn’t imagine a fifth child in any positive way. I could see myself even more stressed than I am now. I could see all the kids getting less attention. I could not find any positive thing about another child. So I had an abortion. I was scared that it would hurt, but it wasn’t that bad. Everyone I knew was telling me I will regret it and telling me that I will feel bad about it every time I look at my kids. Google didn’t help either, I was only able to find pro life websites or stories about how sad everyone feels afterwards. But the only thing I ever felt about the abortion was relief. And a little bit guilty, for not feeling guilty about it.