I was 17 years old. I was a senior in high school, straight A student, and I had just been accepted to a very good private college.

I am one in three.

My abortion made it possible for me to be the best mother I could be.

I was 22, engaged to someone that had no intention of ever marrying me, had me engaging in sexual acts with other women for him so he was able to sleep with them as well, cheated on me and treated me like a dog.

I was 22 years old and was in my 2nd semester of my lab tech program. I was in (still am) this wonderful relationship with my boyfriend.

I was in my 30's, and what should have been a wonderful experience of being pregnant was a complete nightmare. I found out I was pregnant by a guy I felt I was dating and meant the world to me. I very quickly realized I meant nothing to him.