I am 18 years old, and I just got my abortion done on Monday, March 6.
I found out I was pregnant Tuesday February 28th and I was in total shock. I kept thinking, “This couldn’t happen to me.” Like most people do. My boyfriend and I had only been dating a month. I am way too young to carry a child to term, and no way would I be able to support it financially, or emotionally. (I have zero maternal instinct). I knew immediately what I had to do. I told my boyfriend and he said he would support me no matter what decision I made.
I went home that night and got very little sleep. The next morning I told my mother. She held me while I cried and then helped me find an abortion clinic. We were appalled that it was so hard to find a clean, safe clinic. Eventually we got a recommendation for a place nearby and I called on Monday to make the appointment.
I was scared out of my mind.
I went with my mother and my boyfriend, who offered to pay in full, and we waited what seemed like forever.
People have often said here that the procedure felt a little uncomfortable, like cramps. Maybe I was different, or it was the morphine that made me think I was in pain, but I was screaming and crying the whole time. But it was over very quickly. I passed out from the morphine in the hallway and woke up in a tiny recovery room still crying and asking for my boyfriend. The first emotions I felt were complete relief and happiness. It was over. I wouldn’t have to worry anymore and I could go back to living my life.
I am now recovering. The relationship I have with my boyfriend now is stronger than ever, now that we know how we handle tough situations and that we will be there for each other. We trust each other more. I also have so much more respect for my mother, for the way she handled it and was there for me when I needed her. No questions asked.
Every now and then I feel a little bit of sadness, but I find that to be normal. For the most part, I am happy. I do not regret my decision, because I don’t believe in regret.
And I am not sorry.
