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Abortion is permanent and forever scars you mentally, emotionally and potentially physically. I used the pill and please PLEASE don’t think this method is less painful or emotionally easing! They, planned parenthood, make you ingest the first pill there at the clinic in front of a staff member. I then returned to a hotel my boyfriend at the time rented to conceal this process.promising he would stay with me if I did this. **Please don’t fall for this ladies and abort because of a guy** Less then 24 hrs later I’m calling 911 due to SERVER, unbearable pain, and vomiting! I HAVE GONE INTO SHOCK FROM THE PAIN ALONE! I have a chronic pain illness so I’m not easily shaken by pain just to give you and idea I was taking prescription pain medicine that still didn’t touch this. I’m just being honest, not tryin to frighten you. Long story short , I suffer with severe depression, anxiety and trouble sleeping. I’m 33 this abortion was when I was 24 yrs old. I do now have 4 children, they drive me crazy Yes lol I love them dearly and pregnant with my 5 th ! I would NEVER recommend abortion ! The images And sounds from the clinic alone replay at least twice a month. Your never going to know the what“ ifs” and it CANNOT be undone! One life , is not worth another.

About 12 years ago now I got pregnant. I have always liked babies but never really had a real relationship either the guys didn’t know how to have a good relationship or wanted nothing serious. Anyways I went back on active duty and upon that time was told I was pregnant. I would of rather had the child and then told my mom, even though I was grown it would of been unsettling to mama that I wasnt married. I told the guy but he wasnt at the time financially able to share in this and wasnt in love with me so that may have made the difference. I was trying to finish my career so I didn’t have to depend on anyone and I would of wanted to take care of my own baby. Unfortunately I made a hasty decision and had an abortion. 3 years later I got pregnant again felt blessed but suffered a miscarriage. I have to wonder if I was punished. God forgives but I cant forgive myself and feel like I’m suffocating. No one knows what it’s like for the person to go through this for the rest of their life. I’d change that day if I could.

I was with my boyfriend for 2 years, he has a 2 year old when I found out I was pregnant late December. He wasn’t financially stable and I still lived at home, I wish I hadn’t been so selfish and stood up for myself. I mainly did it for him as he had issues with family etc. He was supportive during the abortion 2 days after Christmas I had it. I had complications and had to go back to have a d&c 2 months later and unfortunately fell pregnant again April, I was so panicked and disappointed I told myself I could never do it again and here I was pregnant again. I had my second abortion a few days after Mother’s Day. I had a broken vein from shaking so much when they were trying to put the needle in my hand.I feel so guilty and cry anytime I see babies or anything to do with kids. I’m heartbroken and feel like I can’t be forgiven. I don’t think I’ll ever be the same and it haunts me still to know that I killed 2 babes at 7 weeks that never asked to be brought in this world. If I could take it back I would in a heartbeat. If anyone is thinking of having one please make the decision for yourself and NO ONE else you will be the one who has to live with it. Sending love and positivity for those who have experienced it <3

It happened so fast – my 17 year old younger sister was pregnant. I was in college and totally distant from the situation -when my sister needed me the most I wasn’t there to protect her and save her baby. My mom was furious – I know how she is – and she did not even talk to my sister or care about how she felt at all. All my mom and family could think about is how a baby would impact them and ruin their lives. Seriously what is more important in this world than giving love to a new life God has created… I was busy, working, in school when the worst happened – my mom drove my sister to Atlanta GA as she was too far along to have one in our state… When she was just too far along for them too, 5 months – she flew my sister to CO for a late term abortion. Like how cruel – the lengths my family went to to murder the next generation of our family because it was an inconvenience to their life. How sick is that – this little baby – just wanting to be loved and accepted – murdered – cruelly- in a place that gave it life – the womb which should be sacred – where there baby is safe – her baby, our family’s baby, ripped apart piece by piece in her womb by a monster who called himself a doctor. I would give my life to save the baby – to save my sister – to stop my ignorant family from murdering our baby. Sadly I have never been able to have kids (I’m now 38) and I think about her baby every day of my life and who he/she would be and how much love and laughter has been lost. The least we could have done was not be so selfish and have let the baby have life and have another family who would have gladly loved him/her. That day still haunts me – they came to my apartment and I drove them to the airport. My sister looked scared and I did not take the time to ask her if that is what she wanted… I had a chance to speak up – to speak for my sister – to speak up for the beautiful life inside her that couldn’t speak for itself yet. I did nothing… and I take responsibility for the murder of our baby – it was the most important moment of my life and I let my mom murder my sisters baby. It’s murder!!! My soul is still crushed when I think about it all. My sister is now married and in her 30’s and just had a baby boy. The magnitude and heartbreak of what my family did has become even more real. We love her little boy with all our hearts and I still cannot believe we were gifted another baby that we decided not to want or love. It crushes my heart to know what we did – what we lost – how we were fooled by a society that makes it seem like the right choice. It is NOT the right choice. It’s the biggest mistake, regret and heartbreak of my life. If you are a family member ask yourself what is more important in your life than opening your heart just as someone else had done to accept you into this world. Even if you cannot find the room in your home or life there is no reason you cannot give someone else a chance, who cannot have kids like me, to give that baby the love, acceptance and care that all human life deserves. Don’t be like me – 20 years down the road – still carrying the heartbreak that did not have to be so. I’ve never shared this openly, and have no idea how I even found this site searching on something else, but God put it on my heart to share this deep dark secret we carry in our hearts and if this post saves one baby at least I can honor our unborn babies life by opening someone’s mind and heart to give the baby a chance at life.

At seventeen I had already spent over a year in a state group home. My father had passed away a few months before, and my mother was soon to be released from jail. During this trying time I found myself pregnant. The father of the child made it very clear that he wouldn’t be around if I kept the child, but even still I thought maybe I could do it alone. I kept it a secret from my foster parent for about a month. Until one morning very bluntly she asked me, are you pregnant? And I just broke down. I told her, and to my surprise she was very supportive. Unfortunately she would be the only one. After she told my caseworker. My case worker came the next day if I said she was mad that would of been an understatement. She explained to me how hard my life would be if I kept this child. All my hard work would of been for nothing, and I’d later regret keeping this child. Later she would request the funds of my trust to be used for a procedure I never wanted to begin with. And the process began. I went to a few appointments to this clinic in palm beach with the father of the child and my case worker. Both would beat me down telling me how this was for the best, and that it would have a negative impact on us all. But later I’d understand it was never for my best interest, it was for theirs. I did go though with it. It’s been hard on me ever since. The years following I suffered from depression. A few times I found myself committed into metal health facilities, but even with the help I’ve never been able to shake that my first child perhaps the only daughter I would of had I never gave a chance. Now I have two beautiful sons. I live for them. Having them has showed me how capable I could have been. Through them I try to make it up. I do my all to give them the very best at life. I try to give them everything I never had the chance to give their sibling. I believe we all have a choice. That choice should be ours.