I was 28 years old and had a good husband and a beautiful three year old son. I had managed to get the job I always wanted, and finally this year looked prosperous and full of projects until the condom broke.

Since my son was born, my husband and I used protection successfully. We were always careful and occasionally talked about the possibility of having another baby in a few years. The night the condom failed, I ran to the bathroom to clean myself and for a moment I thought I wouldn’t get pregnant. Obviously I was wrong, because a few weeks later I did not get my period, and I took a test that was positive. My world collapsed, and I was sad to not know what to do. Luckily the words of my husband encouraged me,”I support you in whatever you decide,” he said, and that’s how I contacted someone with access to misoprostol. I met the person secretly and bought the pills as if it were narcotics. I would have liked to not do it secretly, I would like for every woman to be able to abort freely without being judged for her choice.