Abortion Story: Murfreesboro, TN
Submitted to Abort73 by a 20-year-old woman on March 10, 2015.
I don't know where to begin. I don't. But I remember being told, at 19, that I couldn't have a baby—after trying with my ex for a year. We broke it off, and the next man in my life was my best friend. I started feeling funny— sleeping a lot, sore breasts, nauseated, and my new boyfriend said we should get a pregnancy test. I laughed, so confident I was just sick. I remember seeing a negative line at first only to realize my test was positive. I was in shock, and then I was so happy. I'm crying writing this now. But my baby's daddy wasn't ready for a baby. He, along with many others, convinced me an abortion was the right thing to do. We were broke, in debt, barely making it; adding a baby to the equation wasn't going to help. I carried that little guy for 12 weeks and 4 days. I saw him in the sonogram, begged my boyfriend to let me keep him, but they all convinced me that I would be hurting the child. So at 12 weeks and 4 days, I aborted my child. It has been five months since that day, and I beg God every night to forgive me—to give my baby back. They never tell you how horrible an abortion is, and the man in your life will usually not understand. And every day, I wish I could take it back.
Location: Murfreesboro, TN
Date: March 10, 2015