i look back now and realize that even though i was educated and very capable, i was also very young and naive. i was 18 years old, a freshman in college and in my first serious relationship, all while dealing with my father's illness and death later that year. a powder keg of change and stress - to deal with it i spent almost all of my time with my boyfriend, trying not to think about the future.

i was 20 years old when i found out i was pregnant. it was just two weeks after i had finally gotten out of an unhealthy relationship that fed my low self-esteem and low self-worth.

in the twelve years of being sexually active, i found myself in a position that never crossed my mind. there were a few times i could have easily gotten pregnant, but didn't, due to luck and/or pcos. but, one night, i made the mistake of not using a condom.

let me start this by saying, my entire life i have been pro choice. i always knew it was each individual’s right to decide what they did with their body regardless of the circumstances. little did i know one day i would be making that decision on my own.

i was 16 going on 17, my boyfriend at the time was crap. he was abusive and manipulative, he though i would him since i lost my virginity to my first boyfriend a year before. he would call me a whore and would coerce and force me into having sex with him. after i found out about him cheating on me i went to the clinic, i was tired and i wanted to know i was okay, no std's.

i've been with my boyfriend for four years and have lived with him most of that time. when i got pregnant, i im世界杯2022亚洲预选赛b组 tely knew i wanted an abortion and he agreed with me. we aren't ready for children financially or mentally.