Abortion story #795
I’m crying as I type this. I was 21 years old. I had been dating my boyfriend—who is now my husband—for a few months, and we were having sex without protection. We knew that it was risky but I didn’t think I could get pregnant. A few months later, I found out I was pregnant. I was in my sophomore year of college. We were both living with our parents, and we both knew how devastated they would be with an unplanned pregnancy out of wedlock. I was embarrassed about what people would think of me—pregnant by a guy who I had only started dating for a few months. I would become a statistic. We went to Planned Parenthood and I found out I was 6 weeks along. I felt like my whole world came crashing down. I knew it was wrong to kill the life that I was carrying in my womb, but my ego meant more. I scheduled an abortion for a week-and-a-half later. During the time I was waiting, I kept researching the size of my baby and what developments he/she would have at 6 weeks. Deep down inside I knew what I was doing was wrong. And yet that didn’t stop me... Click here to read the rest.
- Age: 27
- Location: Brooklyn
- Date Submitted: May 6, 2022
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