In high school I was in an abusive relationship. It didn’t start out that way of course, things were great for a while. But a few months in the mental abuse started, then later it progressed to physical abuse.
During this time he also managed to alienate me from most of my friends and family. Even though I tried to be as careful as possible, there were times when using birth control just wasn’t an option. He would put pressure on me to have sex in odd places and at odd times when I just wasn’t expecting it and wasn’t prepared. Saying no wasn’t an option. He would say he would be careful by pulling out. Of course I got pregnant at 15. I knew what I had to do. I was a young teenager with no support system at the time, I wanted to finish school, and I was starting to realize my relationship wasn’t healthy. He was fine with my choice to have an abortion and took me to have it done. The second time I got pregnant was during my senior year. By this time I wanted to leave the relationship and had tried to many times. He was a master manipulator and very physically abusive at this point though, so breaking up wasn’t as easy as it should have been and we were on and off for a while. When I got pregnant I didn’t hesitate in my decision at all. I knew I did not want to be tied to my abuser for the rest of my life. If I was ever going to make a clean break there could be no baby involved as he was a master manipulator. He took me again for an abortion about a month before my senior prom. About a year later I finally left him for good and moved on. I am now married to a great guy and have three beautiful children. I don’t regret my abortions, they were definitely the right thing for me to do during that period of my life.