Well, I’m sixteen and I’m stuck with pregnancy.
I didn’t really want this to happen. It just did. The baby’s father is a drug addict. And he’s always smoking around me. I’ve been thinking about killing it somehow cause it seems like no one really wants this baby in the world.
I’m going up to a school in Dallas for girls like me so I can get away from him and maybe that will change my mind about all this.
I feel that I need to tell my storey so that no one will make the mistake that I did.
I am 20 and have been with my boyfriend for 3 and a half years. Six months ago, I discovered that I hadn’t had my period. This was odd for me because I was on the pill. When I started to take the sugar pills, nothing happened. A week went by, still nothing. 2 weeks went by and I decided that I should probably tell my boyfriend. He was 3 years older than me so I thought he would have been able to handle it. But he freaked out and just kept saying I had to go and have a test. On my way to work the next morning, I went to a chemist by myself and picked up a pregnancy test. I thought I could do it sneakily at work and get a rough idea. I didn’t read the instructions too well and after the first test thought it was negative. I decided to do the second one just in case, this was more clear. Two red lines = pregnant! I felt scared and happy all at the same time. A million feelings rushed over me.
I told my boyfriend who freaked out even more. That night, I think we did about 8 different test from different chemists all with the same thing PREGNANT.
I didn’t know what to do. My boyfriend told me he wanted me to get an abortion, that I didn’t have any other way. “He’d be there for me” but was still pushing for an abortion. I hadn’t told my parents. I didn’t want to till I knew what I was doing. A week later, I went to the doctors and had it confirmed. My boyfriend came with me and tried to be supportive as he could.
I told my mum one morning before work. I just blurted it out. There was no perfect time to tell them that their baby girl was pregnant. She freaked out too, “You’re not keeping it” were her words.
I felt no support from anyone. My friends were all for my decision. Everyone said it was my decision. How could I keep my baby with no help and no support!! I wanted to. I really wanted to. I told my boy this but he wouldn’t take me seriously!!
I decided not to ruin everyone else’s lives. I booked an abortion. I didn’t realise I would be ruining my life by killing my innocent baby.
I went through with the procedure. It was horrible for one reason. But the people there were lovely. It hurt even though I was heavily sedated. It didn’t effect me much when it first happened, maybe because it didn’t feel real. But its been 6 months now and I would be 8 months along. It breaks my heart everyday thinking about what I did. There is not a day that goes by that I don’t cry. That I didn’t wish I could change my decision. But I can’t, I’ll never be able to.
I hope by reading this, girls who were in my position will consider keeping their baby like I wish I had of. Don’t think about anyone but you and your baby.
I will have to go through my whole life living with what I did. Don’t make the same mistake that I did. My boyfriend doesn’t understand why I still cry myself to sleep at night. Men have it easy.
I am 22 years old. When I was eighteen years old, I had an abortion!!!!!
I was dating a friend of mine at the time and two months of graduating high school, with a scholarship to go to college, I found out I was pregnant!!! Now four years later, I still struggle with the emptiness, sadness, and regret from it!!! I did not believe in abortion at the time but my situation was so hard. I was the first in my family to go to college, I wasn’t expected to make this type of mistake. My boyfriend at the time believed that I should have the abortion because he felt like he was hindering me from my dreams!!!
I am a Christian and I know that my Lord and Savior has forgiven me for what I have done!!! It’s just so hard to deal with it!!! Are there any other Christians out there that can help me get through this!!!!!!! PLEASE HELP!!!!
I was only 7 years old when it started, a good friend of the family was touching and raping my best friend. I didn’t know what was going on, until it started happening to me. I was scared. He told me if I said anything, I would regret it. I felt so dirty and gross. I came back home to California (at the time I was living in Washington when it happened). I ran away from my problem instead of telling anyone. Still, till this day, I have never told anyone here. My family thinks that I came back because I missed being here. But only I know the truth.
When I turned 15, I met a guy who I really liked. He was 21 at the time, he wanted to have sex. I never told him about what had happened to me, and for some reason, I didn’t think it was the right time to tell him either. I was scared that if I told him, he wouldn’t want to be with me anymore. So I did it just to satisfy him. I hated it, We did it many times and each time, it only got worse. I actually cried once or twice and he asked what was wrong and still, I didn’t have the guts to say. I ended up pregnant at 15 in a half. I was only a baby having a baby. I never told him cuz I was scared he would leave me cuz he wouldn’t want a baby. I decided I wanted it even thou I would get throw out of my house. My own body aborted the baby. I guess I wasn’t ready for a baby. Afterwards, I told him I was going to have his baby but my body threw it out. He cried and said he wanted my baby.
I’ve read people’s stories and cried myself to sleep, but that’s not the only reason I’ve cried myself 2 sleep 4 the past 8 days. My wish is that anyone who is thinking of doing what I did would read this and don’t go down the same road.
8 days ago on the 9th of October 2008, I went to hospital to terminate my pregnancy. I had mixed feelings about doing it but I’d played this day over and over again in my mind and I’d told myself so many times in my head that this was what I wanted and this was what was best for us, me, my baby, and the father. I just started out at Uni, in a few weeks from writing my first-year final exams and I fell pregnant. I’d saved my virginity 4 18 years until now and b4 I knew the pleasures of sexual intercourse, I fell pregnant. I told myself I loved my baby so much I couldn’t bring him/her into this horrible place where I couldn’t do a thing 4 them. I didn’t want my child to be a charity case.
Not here, not now, not like this. I repeated these words daily, my life had just started being perfect and I talked to my boyfriend and we both decided to do the ‘deed’. No one else knows until this day, except the two of us. We both agreed not here, not now and not like this. We had our lives ahead of us and when he marries me we will have many more. We convinced ourselves we weren’t being heartless and that God would forgive us. Funny enough, we prayed together that morning before I murdered my child. We loved our child so much we gave them a name, which means love in our mother tongue.
Well ….. the day came and I went to have my abortion. Funny enough, I thought it would be relieving after that but the truth is its not. After having taken those pills for hours, I felt my baby come out of me. I wept but it was too late now. They were dead, I’ll never know them now, I’ll never know their smile, their cry. I never gave them the chance and now it’s clear in my head. My mother would’ve never deserted me, my father wouldn’t have killed me. People would’ve judged me, yes, but they’d soon find something else to gossip about. It wasn’t about my little baby (Lerato). It was all about me, I was selfish and weak. I couldn’t bare to sleep on the bed that I made and so I took an easier route. Oh so I thought. I cry myself to sleep everyday now. I cried to my boyfriend the next day and he said it would be fine and that it was his fault as much as it was mine and that God still loves me and a lot of other things. It hasn’t made me cry any less or made me feel any better about myself …… I murdered my baby and now I shall die slowly every day.
I’ve accepted that but I’m done with my life. I’m not suicidal, no, but I pray everyday that I die. That I crash or something of da sort. I hate myself so much. I don’t know how I will go back home and face my family even though they don’t know yet. I can’t bear anymore of this. My baby should be da one here, not me…….. So to anyone thinking about it. This might not change your mind because nothing changed mine but know that this could be you ….. I never thought it would be me. I used to write encouraging poems but now this is one of the things I can only get to writing.
I’m sorry my child, I’m sorry I took your life so as to continue with mine
I’m sorry you couldn’t fit in into the little world of perfection that I lived with pride
I’m sorry I didn’t give you a chance
I’m sorry you had to be one of those who were never given a chance
I’m sorry you had to have a horrible person as your mother
I’m sorry I was your mother by name but failed you in everyway by action
I’m sorry for being the person that I am
I’m sorry this world contaminated me
Or maybe I’ve always been contaminated the world exposed it
I’m sorry you had to be mine, I’m sorry it had to be now.
But most of all, I’m sorry for having taken your life
Before it even begun
If one day I could have the chance to see you, I would like to say I’m sorry
And if you ever want to tell me how selfish and heartless I am
How much you hate me and wished you weren’t conceived of me
I’ll accept it all because I hate me too
I hate me because now I know who I am rather than who I proclaim
I hate me for loving self so much I couldn’t let God
I hate me for everything
But mostly right here and right now,
I hate the fact that I can walk this world proudly and all you can ever do is be the memory at the back of my head
My little, what if
Hope it at least makes you think.
OK so I will start off by saying this is not my 1st time getting pregnant.
The 1st time I became pregnant, I let my dad and my mom and other people in my family think for and I did not do what my heart told me to do. When I first became pregnant, I was 15. But I had it aborted which was soo horrible!! I wish I would not have done it.
But now, I am pregnant again a year later and it was totally unplanned!!
I am so confused! I don’t want to abort it but I’m soo scared to tell my mom. I know she is going to go bizark!!
She told me she will kick me out!!!
Let me tell you my story and plz comment and give me your advice plz!!!
OK so I am 16 and will be turning 17 in February.
I became pregnant Sept. 27.
And it was not with my boyfriend I am soo in love with now.
It was with an old boyfriend that I was with for 6 months but we broke up. It just didn’t work.
So here, we are havin’ sex and not knowing it will change our life. And I did say without a condom. Yea, stupid huh?
But he was a virgin. And the awful part is I cheated on my 8 month boyfriend.
So when it was all said and done I became pregnant and had to tell my boyfriend everything.
Of course he was pissed off but he didn’t break up with me, thank God!!
He really loves me!! So when I told him I didn’t want an abortion cause it hurts me way too much, he wanted me too bcuz he said he wants my 1st child to be with him and not some other dude.
but I’m like I can’t do another abortion, not 2 in 2 years.
And ever since my 1st abortion, I’ve been stressed soo bad on top of losing my best friend since 6th grade and I’m now in the 11th and school and the stress of school and every thing.
So the baby’s father wants me to get and abortion too he says he didn’t want me to be his baby’s mother!!! How awful and mean!!!
I couldn’t believe he said dat then he said he didn’t mean it but it really hurt me…
See some males just don’t understand how it is and how awful it is to go through an abortion…
But to make long story short, here I am about 3 in a half weeks pregnant and I haven’t told my mom and I need some advice of weather I should follow my heart and not get a 2nd abortion or get the 2nd abortion??????????
Plz help!!!!!!!!!
