I went to the clinic on a Thursday.

Fully prepared to let you go that day.

During my ultrasound, they told me I was four weeks further along than I had thought, and I would have to reschedule at a different clinic for Tuesday.

Scared and alone already, I now needed to ask for help from someone else, financially, emotionally, and for a ride.

I always wanted to be a mother, but not yet. I could t give you the life you needed. And finding out that I was much further than I thought, you ran the chance of living life with multiple defects due to my own negligence.

Tuesday came, I woke up early, took a hot bath, and prepared myself for the long day ahead.

The doctors and nurses were the kindest souls and made me the most comfortable.  Even though I felt everything the whole procedure, I don’t like being sedated. So I chose to suffer through it.

I hemorrhaged afterwards, and had some medical difficulties. I could only imagine what would happen if I had gone full term.

Till we meet again.

I wish I had a circle, a group of friends to talk took. However all my closest friends share differing views than I do.