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39 years later I still think about every detail of that day. It never goes away. I was almost 16 and did not want my parents to know and didn’t feel like I had another choice. My boyfriend was supportive of whatever I decided. Even though it was my choice it doesn’t make the pain I feel go away. The older one gets your thoughts and feelings change. The older I get the worse I feel about my decision. Always be open with your children and let them know they can come to you with anything so they don’t they feel like they have to make terrible choices rather than telling you

I am 63 yrs of age. I have had several abortions. My thought is they all stem from the same issues.
I grew up in a large family, 8 kids, single parent. My parents were married, but my dad was never there. We watched my mom physically fight with her boyfriend, and being her kids you try and help her. Though we didn’t understand what he had done, she was the physical aggressor. I guess we just waited for our que to help her. I don’t know. Even texting this brings tears to my eyes.
Without understanding how this was shaping my life, and molding me, I began my own journey of life and love. We weren’t exactly sat down and taught how to find love, or healthy relationships. My dad was never there, and my mom had her own struggles. We had to wing it. I was extremely naive, shy, and just wanted to be loved. I believed in fairytales, and Prince Charming. I was not taught about sex, or held, hugged or touched, by my dad. I just knew who he was. So, I grew, and longed for that sort of relationship.
I found myself pregnant, and scared. I was alone, and ashamed. I couldn’t tell my mom because I had been groomed to be perfect, and make her proud. I had to live up to that. Abortion was everywhere at that time. That was my choice both times. I can’t even remember if costs, as I didn’t tell the fathers. I didn’t know them well enough to feel they would support me. 

I found myself pregnant again my last year of high school. This time my mom found out and made me give it up for adoption. She didn’t ask me what I wanted to do. She made plans, sent me away for the remainder of the pregnancy, and they kept my baby. Still today , I have no idea who, or where, just that I would like to know. She has dementia now and just says she was pressured to make the choice, and she doesn’t know where I was sent.
All I ever thought of her was, she was always a good mom.
Now, that I have become her full-time caretaker, I see things a lot, differently. She obviously had her own issues growing up.
Funny, I didn’t feel unloved as a child, at home.
Maybe I just wanted a better relationship with men than my mom had, or just needed my dad to teach me my value.

All this to say no one is alone. This has been my secret for years and years. You all have helped me to share and not feel judged.
Though, this is not my first time sharing lately, this is my first time sharing with you.

This Easter, I heard a beautiful sermon about Jesus, that helped me get stronger in a lot of areas. What we go though, and have gone through, is no surprise to God. He knew before hand that we would make sinful choices; that these choices would damage us, and hurt us.
That’s why he made the sacrifice of giving his son, to DIE on the cross for us, and our sins. We have to learn to LET GOD, and LET GOD! He is so smart, so brilliant, and so knowing.
Relish in the fact that you have been forgiven already, and we struggle only with ourselves!
GOD, our Heavenly Father loves us and always will. We just should not become repeat offenders, and he is always loving and forgiving!
Hope this helps! ❤️🙏

God have mercy on my soul, I have offended you and I’m sorry for believing that abortion was okay, I’m awake now and horrified! My mother beg me and lied to have an abortion when I was sixteen, in her room with a friend doctor, I was six months pregnant. ( I thought it was wrong at sixteen. I grew up with my grandparents in Ecuador, abortions was unheard until I can me to The USA. My mind was changed, became rebel, had two kids outside marriage, was a single mom, and I married to a good man, my daughter at 12yrs old got pregnant twice, two abortions. My husband and I didn’t go to church, we both worked six day a WK. My got a girl pregnant at 15yrs old and I asked her to get an abortion, she did, then he got married at 22yrs old, his wife had two abortions. I’m horrified for what I’ve done, my husband, our kids and my self have repented and asked for forgiveness and prayed for our innocent little babies in heaven
God have mercy on us
ps I learned to pray the Rosary

I recently do an abortion and I found out this website, and my tears keep falling from reading all the stories, mine start with telling my boyfriend 2 months ago that I was pregnant, when I found out, I cry, I was confused, scared but very happy because I really want to be a mom, I’m 35 years old and this could be my only chance, however when I told m boyfriend, he was so worried about what his family will think about it (his mother is very religious) and about his financials, because he has no job at that time, even though I’m very successful in my job and financially stable, he mention that he want us to get marry and enjoy our life as a couple, and additionally to let him be financially stable, and I understand that, however I was thinking that was very selfish from him, and eventually he told me that we could not have this baby. We have a lot of fights on the following days, we went to my doctor and he told me that he was not willing to do the abortion, after that he start to find an abortion clinic. I try to avoid everything and the first appointment I did not show up, he was very upset at me and he told me that everything needs to be my way, I was so angry and made an appointment to a clinic just to understand the procedure and then eventually made another appointment for the abortion.

It finally came the day of the abortion, I decided to took the pills, they told you that you will feel like cramps, and that you need to take additional medicine for the pain. I talk to a psychologist once I arrived to the clinic, I told her why “I want” the abortion, but on the inside I really want to say that I do want to have the baby. I took one pill on the clinic and the other the next day, I remember that I cry all day long. I was working at home and could not even concentrate, my boyfriend stay with me, the pain was horrible I could not even describe it, I have nausea, vomits, and as terrible as this may sound I felt the moment my baby came out of my body, I knew that this will be the end. 

I cry everyday since the first day I went to the clinic, I never want to do that, no one in my family or friends knows, so I feel so alone, because I felt like my decision was never an option.

I was 21 years old. Never liked alcohol. But one night I invited a group of “friends” to my house. 6 females total at my house. We had alcoholic drinks. I got drunk. One friend invited 2 guys she had barely met the weekend before. Kept drinking and passed out in my room, on my bed. Completely blacked out.

I thought I was safe in my own home. Apparently not. 5 weeks later after a missed period. Positive result. A baby of rape. 

The pill was immediately mentioned. Without a thought, I took it to solve an instant problem. I killed the baby I always wanted as a little girl. I’m 35 now and miserable knowing that could have been my only best friend in life. 

I’m a physically beautiful woman and severe psychiatric issues because of a broken heart that cries daily for a friend and I killed the soul that could have been it. 

If you’re having second thoughts, don’t do it. Because the only thing I think about now is suicide to be with my baby. 

Save yourself and your baby. I wish I would have had the courage to keep mine even if it was from rape.

As a single mom with a toddler I had good days and bad . Some times I would want another baby so much and then my logic brain would chime in and direct me back to staying a single mom with one child instead of two . Anyways – I ended up falling in love with a man who would eventually get me pregnant and I was so disappointed in his reaction when I found out I was pregnant . At first I cried because I knew we were fucked . Then my heart ached because I was so torn over keeping the baby and being left to care for both my kids alone . I wanted to keep my child . The father made it clear that it wasn’t me as a person why he didn’t want the baby, but that it was bad timing . I ended up having a medical abortion at 6 weeks . I knew I had to make the decision as quick as possible and basically knowing that if I chose to keep the baby I would struggle tremendously. I was ready to take it on until my body basically gave up on me . I was more tired than I’d ever been in my life . I thought I was going to die I was so depressed . I had no appetite. No nausea , just back and leg pain and having zero energy to take care of my daughter . My mother was supportive of my decision either way but made it clear that she would not be able to help me as much with this child if I had went through with the pregnancy. I cried the whole time I went to the drs office . They make you take the first pill there . I didn’t even have the option to keep the medicine for a few days and make sure I was sure. Within 48 hours I had to take the second medication . When I inserted the pills inside me , I had the most heart breaking cry I’ve ever experienced . I thought my heart really broke . It was the worst feeling of not being able to go back and make a different decision . My advice to any woman who may be conflicted about whether to have an abortion or not is that if you want to keep that baby then keep it . Do not let anyone or any circumstance drive your decision because you will regret it for a very long time . I will never get an abortion again . Ever .

I had an abortion nearly 41 years ago and regret it and pray for forgiveness. I found out I was pregnant at age 19 and had an abortion 3 weeks later after turning 20. I was stupid on no birth control. I wasn’t even thinking about that. My parents didn’t talk about those type issues. The baby was maybe 6 weeks, I remember they wouldn’t do it any earlier. The father was the first person I had been with and was 4-5 years older than me. I met him in March. Missed my May period and was pregnant. I was raised Catholic and knew it was wrong , I felt trapped. I was so fearful of what my parents, aunt & family would think. I had thoughts of adoption or marriage. I found out the father of the baby had a list of girls/women he was having sex with around the college campus. It was pages of names. Even a girl in my dorm came to me after I knew I was pregnant and told me he had asked her out and she turned him down. The father said he’d marry me but I knew that would end bad.
At the abortion clinic in 1980, they asked how you felt about abortion and I said I think it’s wrong. They then told me I could not have it and I told them I had to. From what I remember they made me sit and think about it before they proceeded. I remember being on the procedure table, tears running down my face, praying for forgiveness & a nurse said you don’t have to do this. I wish I hadn’t. I did confess it years later to a priest , but that doesn’t make the pain go away.
I regret it everyday.