I had been married only a few months, but between my precarious mental health due to being a survivor of incest (I thought about suicide almost daily) and my husband’s childhood of physical abuse our relationship was intermittently violent.
I couldn’t use pills and the diaphragm failed, I was pregnant. I could barely manage life as it was, never mind raise a child. I worked with disabled people, and know how hard it can be to have a disabled child if you have little money as we did. I chose abortion.In forty years I have never regretted it, only continued to have the sense of relief I felt at the time. When society celebrates married couples giving up their baby for adoption and adopters are required to take the baby in spite of disabilities maybe women can take that path. I’m pretty sure without abortion I just would have succumbed to the temptation that suicide offered at that time in my life.