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When I was 16 I got pregnant by my boyfriend. Although I was scared & uncertain of my future I never once thought of abortion. I’m not judging anyone, I made the decision to have my baby and she is an absolute beautiful woman who is a wife and mother herself. I finished school went onto a successful career and now I have grandchildren . It is POSSIBLE! This is only a temporary moment in your life – give the baby life and raise it or give it to a family who would love to have a child. There are resources to get you help. Ultimately, you don’t have to be alone… “don’t let someone else make a decision for you. YOU are the only one that has to live with it forever. pray to God for strength.

When I was 16 I became preg by a boy that I deeply loved. He was older, working full time. It was unplanned & I was scared but so happy! All I had ever wanted to be was a mom. We had planned to marry, he got me a ring, we agreed I would somehow finish school & it was gonna be hard. But we loved each other. My mom was so angry. She said I would never see him or talk to him again. This was before cell phones and internet. She threatened to put him in jail. But it wasnt like that. She tricked me into an abortion saying a medical condition would prevent me from carrying to term. I wish I could go back in time and change the events of that day. I have carried the pain with me for decades. She recently admitted she lied. She just thought I was too young. I hate her. I hope I can forgive her someday so I can go to Heaven and see my sweet innocent baby who was so loved and wanted by me and the dad. This experience was so awful, and her keeping us apart eventually broke us up. I have a good life decades later, but my heart has never healed and never will until I get to Heaven. I do pray and I am in counseling. This person who I thought was a ” mother” to me is really a ” monster”. When I retire i n a few years, I want to volunteer and be there for young girls in this situation. If I can save one baby & one girl from living with this lifelong pain in her heart, it will be worth it.

I am 23 years old and just recently had took a trip from California to Florida last September. I went with my mother and sister to a emotional healing retreat because two months before I was struggling with a drug abuse disorder and mental problems and overdosed. During this retreat I suspected I was pregnant because my period was late and I had extreme fatigue and cramping. I was worried about what I was going to tell my boyfriend and what my younger sister was going to think. The only person I talked to about it was my mom and she was surprisingly supportive. She actually opened up to me about her abortion experience and it made me not want one. I tested positive and my sister and boyfriend were immediately on the opposition, telling me we are not ready for a kid, how could I have a baby with all my problems, that I’m not going to be a good mother. But when I saw the positive test all of a sudden nothing mattered anymore and I realized I was put on this earth to take care of this baby. When I got back home my bf expressed his feelings to me and how badly he did not want a child right now, then my sister threatened to move out if I went through with the pregnancy so I cracked under pressure and thought it was only 6 weeks that it’s early enough to have an easy abortion. But during and after I took the abortion pills I was feeling so much regret. I was in the doctors office crying because I didn’t wanna do it and they took my bf out the room asked if I was being pressured into an abortion and I just cried and said no and took the pill. A couple days later I attempted another suicide by overdose. And everyone was just upset with me. I still to this day wish I still kept the baby. I keep wishing for an accident again so I can keep the baby this time.

After I was dropped off at a clinic at 19 by my Mom. I was drugged as soon as I started “freaking out”. I was told after my abortion that my Mom wasn’t coming back until I “looked more presentable”. I had lost alot of blood and was white as a ghost. To me, this is what a forced abortion in America looks like. I was 19, yet my Mom signed all the paperwork for me and paid for my baby’s execution. The baby danced on the ultrasound monitor before her murder. She was dancing for her life. I asked if that was my baby and the screen was quickly turned from me. I had tried to move out prior but I had to go back home because I was showing and I couldn’t find a job. That country song “Just dance” had just started playing on the radio. I think of her everytime I hear it. After the abortion my baby was tossed in a Tupperware bowl. I saw her bloody remains. An abortion clinic doesn’t view it as a baby or a death so there is absolutely no respect for your grieving process. The baby’s Father started to develop skitsophrenia a few months before and the Abortion sent him over the edge. He would attack and rape me twice in the months following. The first attack, I became pregnant again. After being raped, I understood, an abortion is a medical rape itself that ends in the murder of an innocent human life. I was not a weak and clueless and I was not having another abortion. My Son and I both survived the second attack. I wish I could say I’ve been a good Mom. I was so broken and desperate for love. I had absolutely no support the first few years and experienced one bad relationship with men after another. I had a different idea of the Mother I wanted to be. I failed. Yet, I will never regret standing up to the Hospital staff after being attack for 6 hours. They wanted him aborted. I gave him life. There is nothing more fundamental than our God given right to life. No matter how dark this world can be.

What if you change your mind that’s a question you should ask yourself because You have to live with that decision forever. So consider it carefully. when I think of the number of abortions that have taken place since the supreme court’s decision on row versus Wade. there’s one number just a single number that breaks my heart even 48 years later. Women were burning their bras and fighting for women’s rights and I was so sure I was making a responsible decision. I trusted the highest court in the land how could they be wrong. I was living in California at the time so their decision wouldn’t of made any difference to me legally because you could get abortions legally in California at that time only I never really would’ve thought of it because I didn’t think it was morally right. I knew my boyfriend was not interested in marriage And I knew I was not ready to be a mother at 18 and That I could never give my baby up for adoption. My boyfriend drove me to Oakland ca because that’s where you had to go at the time. I remember every detail I remember the hotel room and exactly what I was wearing, a white peasant shirt, blue denim bell bottoms he took me to a park to show me the playground equipment his father designed. how ironic to visit a park where children play with what we had planned for the next day. His grandchild will never play there. I lived in a state of delusion for years wasn’t until decades later that I grieved and this I do alone because it’s at my secret I cannot share. I pray the Supreme Court will reverse their decision because I know it will save lives.

My abortion experience was 38 years ago, I was 19. I lived at home with my mom, working part time and going to school full time. My parents were divorced and my dad lived about three hours from me. I had a boyfriend that was a bit older then me and I found myself to be pregnant. I told my boyfriend, hoping that we would get married and raise our child but instead he started to distance himself from me. I knew in my heart I was going to have to raise my baby alone. I remember wanting to have a plan before I told my parents that I was pregnant. I started looking for an apartment but everywhere I went told me I didn’t make enough money to rent a place. I was so scared and alone. I guess I knew what my parents reaction was going to be and I did not want an abortion. I told my mom, and she was upset and really didn’t say much to me. She told my dad and he planned a family meeting with himself, mom, my sister and me. Before that “meeting”, I shared with my mom that I was excited and wanted my baby. I had picked names out and told her the names I had chosen. She again didn’t have a lot to say. The day came that we had our meeting. I remember looking in my dads eyes and saying “I’m keeping my baby”. He hugged me and said “let’s just talk”. So that’s what HE did. He told me I was not in any financial situation to take care of a child. He said he or my mom raised their children and was not raising any more. He told me that what was inside of me was just tissue, that I did not have a baby yet. The whole time dad was talking, my mom was in the kitchen pacing back and forth not saying a word. It was all to much. The only people I had to turn to said I needed to get an abortion. I was scared, confused and felt so alone. He called and made the appointment that day. I went a couple days later and had the abortion. My mom took me, and as usual she didn’t have much to say. I remember being very irritated and angry. After it was done we drove home…nothing being said. I went home and went to bed, slept until the next day and got up and it was never spoken about again with my mom. My dad did ask me to forgive him about 3 months later. I was numb. I said of course I forgave him, no big deal now. Well I held on to that trauma for 24 years before God started to show me I needed healing from this. That abortion was the root of many poor decisions I made in my life. The poor self esteem I carried. Never feeling good about myself. I drank alcohol a lot to try to drown my feelings. I went into bad relationships try to find acceptance and love. It wasn’t until I started to go to church and God just showed me I needed healing. I was directed to a healing group called Surrendering the Secret. It’s an 8 week bible study that took me through a roller coaster of emotions and feelings but I found Gods grace and forgiveness. I now help lead others through this healing journey. I was finally able to accept Gods forgiveness and forgive myself. My abortion was the worst decision I ever made. I will go to my grave regretting it, BUT….. God turned my ashes into beauty and I’m wearing forgiveness like a crown.

I was 16. I was an immigrant and I met him from loneliness. He was 26 and was of a different race. I introduced him to my parents, and they allowed me to go out with him. I fell in love and always asked him to be careful, he didn’t care. I didn’t know his girlfriend before me had two abortions. I was beautiful, I was happy and full of life. I knew he was a wrong person for my life, but I was very lonely and held on to him. I was in college at 18, I found out I was pregnant. I wanted to keep my child. He wanted to keep our child but could not support a baby fully. I turned to my parents, they took my phone, money and keys and the money I saved for my college was spent on late turn abortion. I fainted after the procedure and I was never the same. I was depressed, tried to kill myself multiple times, at some point, I stopped eating. I had no reason to live. My parents didn’t see how depressed I was or refused to see it. They didn’t care about anybody else but themselves. The only hope that I had was going to college. I received 3 degrees, I saved money, I met the right person and we tried to have a child. I was diagnosed with cancer and fought for my life. My son was born via surrogacy and I would give my life to have a second child, but at this point, we have stopped trying. I try to pretend that I am happy but my mind keeps coming back to those horrible times. I didn’t speak English, I was alone, didn’t know about other options and made the worst decision in my life. This event plays in my mind like a horrible tape over and over again. I always wonder how my baby would look like and how much love I would have for her or him. If I had to go back, I would run to police, get on my knees and beg them to save my child. I have a good job and I am treating each person with respect and I am helping everybody I can. I wish and I wish that somebody helped me when I was 18. I have a good family but I am so damaged! I scream at my husband, I look at my son and wonder how my other child would look like. Please, keep your child, I beg you. I promised to myself to spend the rest of my life in helping people, I want to be different than those people around me who didn’t support me. Please keep your child!