Abortion story #572
I found out on June 28 that I was pregnant, but we kinda already knew. We were so happy; everything was going great. I am now filled with so much regret. I knew that the hospital would call with the results. My mother betrayed me. She called back and pretended to be me. That's how she found out. A week later, we were in the abortion clinic. I cried so hard, and she just didn't care. As of today, it has been four or five weeks since the abortion, and I still have nightmares about the pain and the voices in my head. My relationship has been rocky because I know the father hates me for it. We didn't want to do this. I hate myself more and more every day. I just want the pain to stop. That was the hardest thing in my life that I have ever done. Never again will I do that, no matter what they say.
- Age: 16
- Location: Philadelphia, PA
- Date Submitted: August 8, 2016