I had just turned 30. I was content, healthy and in a somewhat stable relationship (that dissolved not long after the event). I had a job in finance
for the government and I had recently relocated from Australia to New Zealand.

I have had two abortions. I had my first abortion when I was twenty-three. I was employed, saving to travel the world, and madly in love. Unfortunately he was on the other side of the world that I wanted to travel to and a very bad letter writer.