i was a sophomore in college when i got into a relationship with an abusive boyfriend. i was young and stupid and had no idea how i was supposed to be treated.

when i was 16 (going on 17...!) i lost my virginity to a college guy. i don't remember even really know what was going on but the next thing i knew i was pregnant.

brooklyn ny 1988. newly divorced, single, waiting tables, doing off-off broadway. restaurant christmas party-a temp bartender who'd been flirting w me for 2 months walked me home...and left the next morning, never to return, and never to flirt w me again.

i was 26 years old when i had my abortion. i was a single mom to a 3 year old and i had a full time job and my own place. i would have had no 世界杯赛程2022赛程表中国 adding another child to my life.

it was one week before my 24th birthday when i found out that my diligent birth control efforts were fallible. the decision to not be pregnant by the time i turned 24 was one of the most straightforward i have ever made.

i waited for a long time to have sex, holding off many boyfriends, wanting to wait. i was in my 20s, and my relationship with my best friend was evolving into more, and it seemed like i had waited long enough and i might as well see what it was all about.