My husband and I decided to have an abortion early in our marriage. We still prefer to remain childless. The pressure to explain our choice to not have children is itself bad enough; the current cultural taboo of admitting an abortion is strangling. I’ve a very close friend who in no uncertain terms would reject me if she knew, yet, because she does not know, she continues to love me. Why does exercising my choice, having full say over my own body, mean everything else about me is worthless? Will we have to go back to the dark ages of illegal abortion in order for women to open their eyes to what the thought and morality police have done here? When will we wake up? Will we wake up?