My abortion saved my life.
I was 14 years old. My partner was two years older than me and we grew up in a small conservative town. I don’t remember having “the talk” with my parents nor do I remember any kind of sex education in school. Looking back, I’m aware I was being pressured to be sexual before I was ready. I wish I was taught more about body autonomy and the power in sticking up for your boundaries. I’m still so proud of myself and shocked I was able to make such an important decision at that age despite my partner’s resistance.
I remember laying down at the doctor and looking up at the picture of a waterfall posted on the ceiling. The procedure was painful in many ways, but I do not regret my decision at all. My abortion saved my life. I was about to defend myself and my body in a way I could never have anticipated. I’m endlessly grateful for the access. I’m turning 30 this year and it feels surreal. I felt immense shame for so long and I’m making efforts to share my story more. Release my childlike shame. Normalize abortions. Celebrate mine. Thank you for reading.
