I was 18 years old and in a mentally abusive relationship with a boy I had been on and off with for 2 years. 4 days after graduating from high school we had unprotected sex and 5 weeks later that little stick showed up with those two little lines.
I was alone and had my whole life ahead of me. My best friend helped me through the entire process and to this day, she is the only one who knows. My now exboyfriend got mad at me when I told him about the pregnancy and did nothing to help. Now, 2 and a half years later, I still think about it all the time, but I know I made the right choice because I was able to go on to college to one day provide a better life for the children I will have and my exboyfriend went to jail. The child would have grown up in a broken home and how would I tell him/her about their father’s past and why he wasn’t around.