I was 20 years old. I had been in a relationship with this guy for 3 years. I thought we were going to be together forever, but right after our anniversary, everything went downhill.
I had a strong feeling that I was pregnant in early-mid December. Later that week, I met up with my boyfriend to have one of those lengthy talks about where our relationship was going and all that nonsense. So, I flat out asked him, “what would you do if I got pregnant?” He kind of laughed it off and said he would flee the state and pretend he didn’t know me. I became terrified. I didn’t think my family would support me, and to this day most of them still don’t know. I took several home tests, and the day before Christmas, I finally told my boyfriend that I was pregnant. He pretty much told me that I had no choice but to get an abortion. He somehow came up with the money to pay for it, and on 1/4/11, I had my abortion. We only stayed together for a couple more months. Honestly, I think he cared enough about me to make sure I was okay (the abortion really did a number on my mental/emotional well-being) but not enough to stick around. Even though I was pretty much manipulated into getting my abortion, I know it was the right choice. I have since come to terms with what I did… I currently have a wonderful opportunity to better myself for the future that would be next to impossible to take on with a toddler running around. The truth is, I would be stuck with a lazy, manipulative, mentally abusive boyfriend and a little kid I know I’m not fit to take care of just yet. Instead, I’m taking some online courses, and I’m on my way to living out my dreams… With kids somewhere down the line.