It’s embarrassing to admit; but I didn’t know that I could get pregnant. I understood how sex worked; I just thought I was too sick, too unhealthy to become pregnant. My body was rotten and bad and didn’t work. I wasn’t actually sick; but I had been told I was.
Becoming pregnant showed me how abused I’d been. Having an abortion gave me the time to recover from that abuse. I am now happily married with two lovely kids. I would have been a terrible mom for the first pregnancy; inevitably, continuing generations of psychological abuse of their daughters by the mothers in my family.
Having an abortion was one of the first times in my life that I took control over my body for myself. That has meant everything for my sanity. And I am good mother now. I work really hard at it, to break this family cycle, and to raise healthy kids.