06.01.2015
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Anonymous

I started dealing with this guy when I was around 19 years old. We didn’t have sex immediately, we waited a few months but once we started we barely ever used protection.

I was on birth control at the time, and had been for years. We were together for awhile, then we just started to sleep together occasionally, like on and off. After a few months of not seeing each other, we decided to meet and just talk but after 3 hours of him begging me to have sex with him, and sweet talking me I caved. My birth control had started to have some negative side effects so I had stopped taking it the month before. I had asked if he had a condom and he said no. I didn’t have one either and we went on to have unprotected sex as we normally did. That night I started to worry and I decided I was going go buy some plan b pills. I got up, met up with my bestfriend and we were on our way. On the way we ran into my other friend and she asked where we were going, I told her and she said I have some plan B pills in the house. The last time I bought them, I bought a few. So because I wanted to save money I was like okay and went to go the pills. I followed the instructions and took the pills. Fast forward about a week later, I was feeling extremely nauseous like to the point that I was unable to do anything. Thank God, I was on Christmas Break from school. Another week went by, I was still feeling sick, and now my period was late. I’m Googling everything I can, pregnancy symptoms, does plan B fail, is it possible I got pregnant over night (lol) all the craziest things because I am trying to put my nerves at ease. The next day, I go to buy some pregnancy tests with my best friend, I took them and they were positive and I cried the hardest I have ever cried. I was so scared, trying to figure out what I would do. I felt like I couldn’t tell my parents. I called my older sister later and we decided first I would go to my GYN to have her verify, then we would inform the guy, then start planning what to do next. From the moment I saw¬†the first pregnancy test I knew I was getting an abortion. I went to my doctor and she verified it and ask me what my plans were. I let her know that I planned on scheduling the abortion. I let the guy and he was the typical jerk. He wanted to know was it his and how did I know, and he turned into a totally different person. I found out that he had another girl pregnant also, but then he told me he couldn’t have kids, and that he wasn’t ready. As a hormonal pregnant young woman, I almost wanted to have the baby out of spite and be petty. I decided not to, I scheduled my appointment, and went to a consultation at Planned Parenthood. My sister had given me numbers to places that assist with the cost of an abortion. I had half the money I need from them, and I asked the guy for the rest, he acted like I was crazy. I freaked out, and cursed him out aandcried. Two days before my procedure and I didn’t have the money. I was even more sick as time went on. I was so nauseous I was unable to eat, I was stressed, scared, and feeling like a train wreck. My sister decided we had to tell my parents so they could help me with the money. My mother was pissed. Like she was extremely mad and disappointed. I had to sit down and tell them everything. They said they would pay and go along with me. It was a Saturday and Planned Parenthood was packed. There were so many people, I got called to the back where they did an ultrasound. They asked me if I wanted to look and I didn’t. I went back two more times, once for some type of check up and another time for a mini counseling session. Once all that was over I waited some more and then I changed my clothes sat in another smaller waiting room with a television with a few other girls. A little later I had my procedure. I was not ready for children, mentally or financially. I remember the date that I had it because that was day that I changed. Before I had been careless and spontaneous but I became so much more conscious of what I was doing. I thought I was invincible and that I couldn’t get pregnant. I matured from this experience and it made me a better person.