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
When I had my abortion, I had no idea what I was entering into nor the change in me that would take place and reside hidden for many years to come. I remember leaving out the back door after my procedure. It was sunny, the sky had no clouds and I felt dead inside. I was married and the abortion would have been my third child. I should have known
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.
