I had my abortion when I was fifteen years old. I was in an abusive relationship at the time and had not consented to the sex that resulted in pregnancy. My family gave me options, as did the father, and I chose not to keep it. I couldn’t picture myself looking at a child every day and knowing what a horrible person it had come from.
Since then I have finished school, moved out of my parents home and gotten married to a wonderful man who knows about my past and supports and loves me very much.
I used to sometimes wonder what would have happened if I had kept the baby. Seeing as I have depression, it might have been too much for me to take. I am a new person now, much stronger and wiser. I don’t feel like I would have been able to do this, or to keep going, if I had been such a young mother in such a bad situation.