From a woman named Susan who had an abortion:
“…. I was feeling really empty. Socially, I didn’t have anybody to talk to, and I think at that point I kind of longed to have that child. …”
Susan recounted a vivid dream she had during the same period. “In the dream I was back in Ecuador, and there was a party. It was kind of in a nice patio area, lots of flowers, everything was fun and pretty. There were lots of kids running around and my boyfriend was there. Somebody approached me, I’m pretty sure it was him, and said ‘Where’s our son?’ And it sent me into this state of panic. I was thinking, ‘I know our son is here somewhere.’ Even though at the same time I knew he wasn’t. And I started looking in all the children’s faces, and I remember they were all beautiful. I kept looking at each one, and I was thinking ‘This is not my son, this is not my son, where’s my son?’ And I was getting in a wilder and wilder state of panic, almost to the point where I think I was screaming.”
Cara J. Marianna Abortion: A Collective Story (Westport, CT: Praeger, 2002) 125
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