Abortion Story: Asia
Submitted to Abort73 by a 24-year-old woman on August 8, 2011.
I killed my baby. That's the only thing that haunts me all the time. No, I will not justify it. I know what I did was wrong and selfish. I can never forgive myself for what I did. I cannot blame anyone but myself. Everytime I think about that phase in my life, something inside me dies a bit. I murdered my baby this very year. I was pregnant during Christmas last year. I kept my baby for three months. My baby never troubled me. Many times I though I may not be pregnant. I could not believe it. Because as I said, my baby was peaceful, my baby loved me, and I think my baby knew I would not keep her...him (I like to think I had a boy). He lived in me all the time; sometimes when I touch my stomach I still feel his presence. I destroyed the one I loved, would have loved. There are a lot of reasons why I did it, but I know what I did was wrong, and I can never justify my act. My baby paid for the wrong choices I made. When everything finished, my life came back to normal (that's how everyone thinks of me). But I regret everything I did...
Date: August 8, 2011