From a collection of first-hand testimonies from women. These were gathered from a survey done by Priests for Life. They can be found on the Priests for Life website.
Share on FacebookI was 14 years old at the time I became pregnant. I had an abortion at the age of 15. I was 13 weeks pregnant. My boyfriend and his parents didn’t want me to have an abortion. My parents didn’t want me to have the baby because my baby was half White and half Mexican.
My abortion was the worst moment of my life. The nurse gave me pain medicine but it still felt as if my insides were being ripped out of me.
I now realize I killed my baby. I would do anything in this world to know what my baby looked like, to hold my baby. I now have an 11 month old baby at 19 years old. But, not one day goes by I don’t think about my first child.
Time is the only thing that has helped me deal with my abortion. I realize I’ll never get to hold or see my baby – never. My son does not take the place of my first baby. I remember the nights when I used to cry all night long.
My abortion has changed my life in every way. I was young, but I never said I wanted to have an abortion. I was against it all the way. I didn’t want to kill my baby. My parents made the appointment and said I had to have an abortion.