I started planning on how I would do the same thing my birth mother had done (ironically, at the same exact age I was) and give the baby up for adoption. But after I confided in my parents, they came down to see me in college and told me they would support me if I chose to have an abortion. Suddenly, something that I couldn’t even consider an option 2 minutes earlier became my choice. Both of my parents took me to have it done and sat with me and held me after. (Yes, they are bad ass rock stars). I also left the doctor’s office with my first birth control prescription so that I would never have to make that choice again.
20 years later, I don’t regret it. Not for a single second.