This is the story of how my abortion almost killed me. I had my abortion back in 2020.
Almost three months after my abortion I began bleeding heavily and passing large clots. It started out like
I was 15 and from a very religious dysfunctional family. I had an 18 year old boyfriend who convinced me to smoke pot then have unprotected sex. I just wanted love from any male. So 1974, Roe vs Wade changed everything with abortion. I kept throwing up and losing weight. I was too naive to understand. My parents put me in the hospital, Dr did a pregnancy test. Of course
When I met this person I was only 19 years old when I finally let him in my life that way.. he’s been chasing me since I been in high school. Anyways he has a kid with someone else and cheated on me twice. I had the abortion cause I didn’t wanna end up like his baby mama already and cause he got Us pregnant at the same time. I
I divide my life into these phases: 1. Before my abortion 2. The abortion 3. After my abortion 4. Life after receiving God’s Mercy 1. Before my abortion I was in my early 30’s. I had quickly gotten involved and engaged to my baby’s father. My parents had met my fiancé and had shared grave concerns about him they asked me to reconsider getting married. They were able to see
I was approached and asked if I would share my experiences over the course of the last 37 years related to exercising my right to an abortion. It is by sharing my choices and their impact, can anyone begin to see the lingering effects that no one can really know without living it. My only concern is that words are not strong enough to convey the aftermath of a choice
When I was 17, my fiance and I found out that I was pregnant. We were scared, but excited and wanted the baby. I was seen at a clinic and started on vitamins. When I told my parents, they were not as excited. Roe vs. Wade had just became law, I was due to graduate high school in four months, but back then girls couldn’t go to school pregnant. Dad
My Journey with Abortion I was raised in an extremely religious home. I had been raised being taught pre-marital sex was a sin and abortion was never an option. Looking back now, the Lord gave me the parents I needed to keep me from making poor decisions in high school. I made it to the age of 22 before sex became a part of my life. I had dated quite
When I was 17, I was told that my twelve-week preborn baby was “just a blob of tissue” and “had not begun to form” and was definitely “not a baby.” I was scared, in crisis, too afraid to tell my parents I was pregnant and time was NOT on my side. I crossed over the state line, forged my name and naively underwent an irreversible medical procedure. I was told
They made it sound simple. “I wondered in my head “is this legal?”—and it was. So how could that be wrong?
…Fast forward 25 years later, I was never told that I would experience depression, anxiety, suicidal thoughts, fits of anger, back aches, migraine headaches—back and head pain that would send me to the hospital. ~Lucita
I lost them before I knew I had them. We named them Vaga after the brightest star. I never knew and I will never forget. The day it happened I didn’t believe it at first. I was in pain and I just wanted my partner. I held Vega in my hands. I kept her with me for a long time. We made a memory box. I lost friends who decided
For far too long, we have been told that abortion causes no harm to the woman. Yet we have talked to countless women who say different. Their stories range from emotional scars to physical harm.
But because the voices are so loud, their stories have been silenced. So much so, that women often feel afraid or ashamed to admit that they have a past pain or trauma from an abortion.
We are giving women the chance to use their voice – in whatever way they feel most comfortable – and share their story. By coming together, we see that we are not alone. YOU are not alone. And your story matters.
You are in full control here. Read, listen, and leave. Record, type, and share. Whatever allows you to feel the most seen and heard, that’s your path here.
Most of all, know that you’re not alone.
