i was 22, engaged to someone that had no intention of ever marrying me, had me engaging in sexual acts with other women for him so he was able to sleep with them as well, cheated on me and treated me like a dog.

this past spring, my sophomore year in college i missed my period during finals week.

i was 17 at the time and my birthday was a month away when i found out that i was pregnant. me and my boyfriend had been together for a little over a year so he tried to be there for me.

i was drunk with a group of who i thought were my friends. i followed him to the room to talk, and things went further than i wanted.

i had an abortion when i was 18. the man who would later become my husband and had gotten me pregnant. we were young and not always as careful as we should have been.

the minute i had my daughter, i knew that the two abortions i had had previously
(1 at age 17, 1 at age 26) were absolutely the right choice for me.