I had just had my second child, a daughter. She was only 4-months-old. I had a son who was 3-years-old. I told my husband that I was pregnant. He flipped out. He said no way. He didn't want it. I said, whats the difference, 2 or 3? He said he didn't want it no matter what. He told his parents. They flipped. You're not having it. No way. I cried and cried. I was under their control. I had no option. I said I would leave. They said, not with the kids, like she, his mother, could take care of them. It was awful. I feel so guilty. It's been 24 years. I still have nightmares about it. I remember cying all the way over to the place. He didn't care. Just do it, mom and dad are paying for it so you are having it done. I had no money, no transportation of my own. I had no choice. It was the worst thing in my life. I just hope god will forgive me.
Location: Skowhegan, ME
Date: April 3, 2012