The first 16 years of my life were something out of a Lifetime Channel movie; alcoholic, misogynist, abusive stepfather; enabling and psychologically damaged mother; and a spoiled, bratty, but obedient younger sister.

I became pregnant while using an IUD birth control after a molar pregnancy. Becoming pregnant so soon was not advised because of the molar pregnancy but we (my husband and I) didn't want to get an abortion since we had already experienced the devastation of pregnancy loss.

The hardest part about having an abortion has been allowing myself to mourn the loss of a potential child. I started to share my whole story, but the part that I want to shout from the rooftops is that I can mourn a loss and know I made the right decision at the same time.

I found out I was pregnant again when my son was 7 months old. I was heartbroken.

I am a rapid cycling bipolar who had an abortion due to going completely off meds.

My husband and I experienced two miscarriages, so we were both excited and apprehensive.