My life was all lollipops and rainbows, until I met him.

I was 16 years old and in love for the very first time. The relationship started off great, but gradually became physically abusive.

I was 16 years old when I got pregnant. Twice. I had been in my past relationship then going on 3 years.

At 23, with two little children, I was finally on the path to getting on my feet.

I read about this organization today in The Daily Beast and felt compelled to share my story in support of women's rights and freedom in the U.S.

My abortion is associated with so many emotions. They come at unexpected times, but they always go quickly.