I got pregnant in 1997 with a guy who seduced me and manipulated me into a relationship with him. We used condoms every time, so I was in shock when I found out I got pregnant.
I was raised Catholic and my culture is Mexican, I also had a close friend who was very involved in the pro-life movement before it was popular. Because of my exposure to the issue of abortion, I had had thought things through and I was firmly pro-choice. When the time came to face my own decision, it was easy to make, but I was also convinced I was going to hell for this. I felt that I would rather go to hell than be stuck with this guy for the rest of my life. I wanted children, but with the right man.
I’m grateful for the ease with which I was able to get the abortion, and I’m glad I never had to walk past protesters. Today I work across the street from a Planned Parenthood. There are protesters in front of PP all the time. It makes me sad that women have to deal with them. I find it so upsetting that people think they have a right to force their religious beliefs on others. There are so many problems in this world, I wish these “well-meaning” people would spend their time doing good in the world like helping living children who are starving/abused/living in poverty, protecting the environment for future generations, stopping GMO’s, etc.