I entered Planned Parenthood. Was patted down by the security guard. Admitted to the waiting room. Called into the clinic. Put on a flimsy pastel hospital smock. Treated by very professional and compassionate female-bodied doctors.

I thought I got pregnant with my boyfriend, and we agreed that neither of us could take care of a child. He was about to go to prison anyway.

It is a few days away from being a year since I made the choice to have an abortion, I remember how confusing and scary that time in my life was and I hope my story will bring comfort or clarity to whoever reads this.

When I was 16 I cheated on my boyfriend and got pregnant. I had no idea as I was just a kid and didn't really keep track of my periods.

On Wednesday, July the 23rd, my SO (22) went with me (21) to Women's Med in Indianapolis for a small blood test, Ultrasound and to 'explore' our options.

my mother got pregnant at 15, became a mom at 16 through bad choices, at 16 i became pregnant too. i knew i didn't want to keep this baby, i was just a baby myself! , and wasn't able to be a good mom at that age, though she did keep and raise my brother.