Erin’s Story

To be honest my story isn’t tragic or upsetting, it’s actually quite simple; I found out I was pregnant and had an abortion a couple days later. I was twenty-two, living in a tiny apartment in Manhattan with my boyfriend at the time and another roommate and I knew right away that motherhood was not the path I wanted to walk down. Generally we used protection of some kind, but of course the one night we didn’t, I got pregnant. I could feel a change in my body; I had awful stomach pains and realized that I hadn’t had my period in some time. I wasn’t surprised when that faint pink line showed up on the test. So I made the appointment and as soon as I could get in, I was sitting in an abortion clinic.
I can’t say that the experience of going to that clinic was enjoyable, but I can say that all went fine and twenty-four hours later I was up and out like normal. I can also say that there are days when I realize that without the abortion I would be the mother of a six-year-old child right now. I am happy that I am not in that position, that that is not my role. I do want to have children one day, but I want my ground to be solid so that my seed grows healthy. I dream that my child will have my undivided attention, something I couldn’t have provided when I was twenty-two. I’m not sorry that I had an abortion, I have no regrets and I am very happy that I was able to make that choice. I hope that women won’t always have to fight so feverishly to make decisions about our bodies; and that we will one day be able to relax knowing that our government has our health in mind.