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Abortion Regrets

Last weekend, on Friday, December 11, 2015, I did something that is now eating me alive. It's been a week since I've had my abortion. I was actually taking it pretty well the first day because I knew what had to be done. But Saturday night came along, and everything I was holding in just hit me late at night. I was having a panic attack and a mental break down. I've never been through something like that, and it was so hard. I was in so much pain. Sunday came along and I couldn't get myself to take the rest of the pills because that would complete the abortion. It would clean everything out—meaning parts of my baby would be falling out. Around 6pm I finally got myself to do it because if i didn’t, I couldn't have kids anymore, and I did not want that. I felt like it was still a part of me and I wasn't ready to let go, but I had to do it. So I did it. An hour later, I felt myself bleeding so I lay down trying to keep calm. While getting ready to go to the living room, I start bleeding a lot so I went to the bathroom and blood just starts gushing. I felt something come out of me. It was round, and I think it was my baby. I couldn't believe what I’d done. I was full-on staring at my baby. I was bawling... Click here to read this story in its entirety.

Age: 19
Location: United States
Date Submitted: December 20, 2015