i was 22 when i was faced with making the hardest and most difficult decision of my life. it all started after my christmas vacation.

i woke up that morning, like any other morning, giving no thought to the day ahead of me. for a few moments, i could only think about stumbling over to the coffee maker and in to the shower.

i was in my 30's, and what should have been a wonderful experience of being pregnant was a complete nightmare. i found out i was pregnant by a guy i felt i was dating and meant the world to me. i very quickly realized i meant nothing to him.

i'm 26. in 2008 i had a child who was born at 30 weeks. i had many complications, my kidneys almost failed, and my daughter ended up dying. after spending several years drinking and wallowing, i got my life together, i went to college, got a job at planed parenthood and began my life again.

my story is simple and almost normal. i was 17. the guy who i had been in a relationship with (both emotional and sexual relationship) had up and vanished without a text or call or even break up before i found out.

i was 20, days away from 21, when i found out i was pregnant. i was raised pro life and that i would go to hell if did such a thing, however, i knew im世界杯2022亚洲预选赛b组 tely i wanted an abortion.