I am 70 years old; I had an abortion 30 years ago. I still regret my abortion every day of my life. I think about the baby that I aborted. the baby would be 30 years old. I regret an abortion with all my heart. Please anyone who reads this please do not have an abortion you are killing your baby.
Yesterday was the one year anniversary of me having an abortion. I was 9 weeks along. There is not a day that goes by that I don’t regret my choice and wish my baby was here with me. I have always suffered from depression and it has only gotten worse. I have ptsd and flashbacks from the procedure and even though a whole year has gone by it has not gotten any better. In my heart at the time I really felt I was making the right choice. But a part of me died that day and I don’t think I will ever be the same again. I now want to use my voice to speak out against abortion. But really I long for the day that I’m reunited with my baby in heaven. I know God has forgiven me- but I’m still working on forgiving myself.
Here I am… I abort my 6 months baby boy…. I regrets it alot… I am a very bad mom…. I can’t take it anymore… Its have been 3 years but I felt like I abort my baby boy yesterday. .. I kill him…. Its killing me from inside…. I can’t take it anymore. … Now I have my second baby,, its a girl, she is now 1and half year… Her baby face remains me the first baby boy that I killed… I wish I could turn back the time… I wish… I wish…. Sometimes the baby boy comes in my dream with so much pain and with sad face. … I am breaking down… I don’t know how do I make it …… May god forgives me…. May my baby boy forgives me…. I love u baby boy… One day I will come and meet u in heaven. .. Wait for ur mom baby …. And please do forgives me ur mom loves u alot
I’m 24 and had an #abortion last month… I was confused and naive, my sister told me not to disgrace our family, I couldn’t fight for my tiny one, and I opt for surgical abortion, the excruciating pain is still fresh in my memory and still hurt in my stomach…. All my sister and nurses told me was that I and everything will be fine after the evacuation but NO my mental health is broken, I’m losing it, I cried secretly every night, knee to God for forgiveness, I am a big sinner…. The emotional damage is getting out of hand I’m hating myself, just why can’t I fight for the innocence baby? Just why can’t I heard the voiceless baby? I’m down honestly…. Abortion is not a good option ❌
I got myself into an unhealthy relationship, full of partying, sin and pain. Being a mom has always been my greatest passion- I knew whenever the time would come, I was going to be the best mom I could be. I found out I was pregnant at 18, with a man I had only been with for a couple of months. He was 5 years older than me and a whole lot more powerful than me. When I found out… fear, nerves and panic fled through me but alongside that was excitement, love and happiness too. The moment I found out, I had an immediate motherly love for my baby. He was not happy when I told him. Rather than discussing and supporting me- he threatened me. Threatened violence, threatened hell upon my baby and I for life. He told me that our baby would never go without- financially, but he would be sure to make our lives a living hell if I chose to “betray” him and go through with my pregnancy. His mom was so excited to be a grandma, but very quickly, he bullied her into the game of manipulation against me to terminate. It was 2 against 1. He gave me no choice. Went as far as booking me the appointment at multiple different clinics in case one wouldn’t allow me to go through with the procedure because of the story I tell. he wrote me a script to share entailing that it wasn’t him forcing me to get this abortion and it was my choice too. As I should be 30 weeks pregnant right now, instead I’m 19 weeks heartbroken and grieving the loss of my baby. The day my baby died, my soul died too. I long for the day I get to hold my sweet baby in my arms. Longing for death is no quality of life.
I had an #abortion few weeks ago…. I knew it wasn’t a right choice but I have no other choice, I have a bf, we weren’t in a good term so I cheated with a married man and I found out i am pregnant last month on the 21st the result showed “faintly positive” my world crumble right in front of me… What will I tell my family? My bf? What will the society say about me? I’m still in university then I opt for abortion pill, I took it in the night and with much tension and anxiety I purged throughout the night, then no bleeding till day break when I saw blood spotting (not bleeding) after a week I went for another blood test and it was positive again (not faintly again) I swallowed hard then book an appointment for D&C on the 11th of this month, I laid on the table thinking is this the right thing? Do you know why the pill failed? The process was painful i would never want to go through again, I screamed hard and after it I had the worst cramp ever and no jst a light bleeding for that day no more bleeding, I felt relieved and the same time felt remorseful and still beating myself till date… Yesterday I did urine PT at home and it showed positive I’m scared cause I don’t understand what’s happening again, since yesterday I’m seeing blood spotting again….. I’m so devastated and thinking of suicide, what if the baby just want to stay? Why am I still positive?
When I was in AIT in the Army I was not married yet but I had someone at home that was trying to get away from his drug addict ex but I felt like he was playing games. Prior to going into AIT he came to my bootcamp graduation ceremony only to have sex with me and then tell me that same day that he was not staying with me because he felt like he was moving too fast. He hurt me tremendously because I believed we were going to get married. He had control over me. Then, while on the bus to AIT he calls and tells me that he loves me and in tears tells me that he was sorry he broke up with me and that he still wants to be with me. I was so confused. When I got to AIT I became friends with many people. Many of us became very close. During this time I rarely had any contact with the outside world as we were not allowed to. I had a couple of phone calls with my boyfriend but that was it. In the very short time period in which I was able to speak to him, he told me he was going to ask me to marry him. In the meantime I found someone else that made me feel special. He made me feel like I was important to him. I ended up having sex with him. During this time period I was trying to figure things out. At the same time the person at home was getting a reversal so he could have my child. When I got home he asked me to marry him. I accepted it because I did not want to hurt him by saying no. We got married, had sex, and then discovered I was pregnant that week. When I got back to AIT I let the other person know that I was married and we became just friends after lots of tears. I ended up putting the numbers together for the length of time I was pregnant and discovered it was my friends baby. I called and told my husband that I was pregnant. He told me that he would pay for an abortion and that it was still my choice of what to do. I ignored all signs of Jesus at this time because I was in a bad place. I went in and got an abortion. While it was happening it felt like two souls were being ripped away from me and I began begging the person to stop aborting. He said it was too late and finished ripping my children out of me. They were twins. To this day, I am still angry about my poor choices. I am still angry with my husband for everything he did. I am still so guilty because my daughter replaced my other two children and she is a blessing. There is so much confusion in me. I feel like God hates me and I have a very difficult time moving forward. I dont know how to move on and every time I bring any of this very self-destruction time in my life, I am in tears. I cant stop crying right now as I am writing this. My hope is that my babies are in heaven and that someday I will see them. I never named them. It makes me feel guilty to think about doing that because I dont even know whether or not they were boys or girls. They were 9 weeks old when it happened. I have to live with the guilt that I killed my babies. At the time, I had ZERO clue about what abortions looked like and nor were babies accepted as babies. They were “cells”. I can tell you that they are not just cells. This is torment to me. I found out later after becoming pregnant with my baby girl what abortions looked like and what happens during an abortion. That is when it truly killed me.