I just turned 15 when I found out. I denied it for a week, but my boyfreind knew better. We decided to put it off until after Christmas. I was probably 2 1/2 months along by then. January 17, 2008, the day I’ll never forget. We were both scared, too young, we couldn’t have a child. We found out the baby’s sex by me persuading the nurse to tell me…see we believe in reincarnation. It was a boy.
It’s been a year and a half; and although we were together for three years, we broke up. We made a promise to meet up on Janurary 17 every year in memeory of our son that we couldn’t have. I love you baby boy and there’s not a day goes by that I don’t think of you.
I was 15 years old when I became pregnant. I had been with the guy for only 7 months. I was in so much denial that I kept it to myself. Finally the baby’s father and I told my sister, which is how my mother found out.
The first thing my mom said was we are going down town to the clinic Monday morning. I had no say-so about my baby. It hurt me so much, and the father was so against me getting an abortion. I was 22 weeks when I went down there. I wish I could have waited a little longer so I would not have been able to get the abortion done.
It hurts and kills me everyday to know I was forced to have my first-born killed. RIP BABY I’M SORRY YOU HAD TO ENDURE THAT PAIN. YOU DID’NT ASK FOR THAT NOR DESERVE IT.
I was a 15-year-old sophmore in high school, soon to be 16 in 3 weeks, when I found out that I was 9 weeks pregnant. My mother had it in her head that I was going to have an abortion the moment the doctor dropped the news on us. My boyfriend was so happy until I told him my mother wanted me to get an abortion. He begged me to keep the baby, but I was just too afraid to go against my mother. He reassured me that he supported me no matter what decision I made, but I could tell he was hurt that I was going to have the abortion.
2 weeks later I had an abortion. I regret it so much, and til this day it hurts me just as much as it did the day I had it. I wish that I would have taken more time and thought it over. My boyfriend is still with me and has been great with the support. Abortion can scar you emotionally. I feel like if it wasn’t for my mother basically forcing me to do it, I wouldn’t have done it. It is the biggest regret I have.
I was sixteen when I had my abortion. At the time I found out I was actually pregnant my cousin who I lived with and my sister-in-law were pregnant too. When I thought about how happy I would be I also started to think that I was being selfish because it might make them feel like I only got pregnant because they were, so I made the appointment. My boyfriend was there, and he begged me not to do it, but he stuck by me anyway.
I have nightmares, and I cry when I look at myself because now I feel empty and useless. I want my baby. I keep her ultrasound with me everywhere I go. We even named her. I regret my choice everyday, so think about yourself and the “baby” “YOU” are carrying and no one else. It’s all up to YOU.
Well, I can start off by saying that I have been dating this guy ever since I was 13. We decided to lose our virginity at the age of 15, on Valentine’s Day. It wasn’t ’till around March I found out I was pregnant. I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t know who to tell. I told my other sister (by the way she always went through abortion). She told me I should tell my boyfriend before I tell mom. When I told my boyfriend I told him in tears. He looked confused and didn’t know what to do, but he comforted me and told me everything’s gonna be alright, that he would always be by my side.
It was night time when I told my mom. She was so mad at me. She told me if I didn’t get an abortion that she was going to kick me out the house, so I was forced to get an abortion. I had no second choice. She called the clinic and set up the apportment. I told my boyfriend, and he wasn’t so satisfied with it. My mom, my boyfriend, and I went to the clinic. He held my hand as I tried to hold in the tears. I could picture my mother sitting next to me with a big smile on her face. I was so scared. When they called my name I felt my heart drop. I got up and went inside the room. The nurse explained everything. As soon as the whole thing was done I walked out the room crying. I had a million thoughts running through my mind. As I walked out the door my boyfriend comforted me in a big hug.
Till this day I regret everything! I killed a precious baby, our precious baby! I have been getting depressed lately, and my boyfriend could tell. I don’t think my mom cared anything about it. I hate my mom and I hate the fact that I killed my baby.
I had been dating my boyfriend for a year when he started talking about having a baby. I knew it wasn’t the right choice because we were both too young, but I wanted to keep him happy because I was scared he’d leave me. so I stopped taking my birth control and we started trying to have a baby. About a month went past, and then he told me he was leaving me for someone else. Two weeks after that I found out that I was pregnant.
I told him that I was pregnant and that he should come back and be with me and our baby, but he told me that he was already with someone else and he loved her and never wanted anything to do with me again, and he told me to get an abortion because he didnt want a kid. My world felt like it was crumbling under my feet. I couldnt breathe. I knew I couldn’t do it by myself, so I thought about adoption, but when I told my parents they immediately freaked out on me, so abortion seemed like my only option.
I called my now ex-boyfriend and begged him to go with me, but he told me that I did this to myself so I can get rid of it by myself. I didn’t know what to think. I just didn’t understand how this was happening to me, but I knew I had to get an abortion, so I did. I immediately regretted it. I was hyperventilating and crying in the clinic, and when I got home I delved really hard into drugs and alcohol trying to escape what I had just done. Almost two years have gone past now, and it’s just now starting to get a little easier… although every day I regret the decision I made.
On January 8, 2008, when I was just 15 years old I aborted my first child at 13 weeks along. The father of the baby and I had been together for about 10 months when I discovered I was pregnant. We were dead set on keeping the baby. When I told my mom all she could do was cry; but she soon came to terms with it, even became somewhat excited that she was going to be a grandmother.
I was, and still am, an avid equestrian (a large reason for my abortion). One day while at the barn, my boyfriend and I got into a huge argument; and he shoved me into a stall. My mom and I had been talking about me possibly having an abortion because it seemed like such an easy way to get rid of the problem, even though we were both Christian and very prolife. I broke up with my boyfriend that day and decided I definately wanted an abortion. All I could think was I get to keep riding, go to college, even stay thin. I was SO selfish!!
My ex and I got back together and were on and off for a while (I told him about the abortion right after I did it.) I was relieved for the longest time. Then all I could feel was pain and regret. I couldn’t eat or sleep. I put up a great front for others because I couldn’t talk about my abortion. It’s now June of 2010, and it’s still painful…much better, but I still think about my child every day. My ex hates me, and I have to deal with him all the time.
I know now that abortion in NEVER the answer. Girls, think about that baby growing inside of you. Do some research and see what your baby looks like now. My abortion nearly destroyed my life. There’s healing, but you won’t ever be whole again.
I’m now seventeen years old. About a year ago I had an abortion. I remember the day my mom noticed I didn’t get my period, and my heart dropped. We rushed out to get tests, and 5 out of 5 were positive. After that moment none of the choices seemed to be left to me. My boyfriend was 18 and starting college and work. I was in school and making a comeback from a messup the previous year. My parents called Planned Parenthood the next morning and made me make my appointment.
When I got there the protesters were enough to make me gag. I knew my choice from the beginning, but with everyone telling me I couldn’t do it, I felt overpowered and gave up. Three times they asked me, “Is this your choice? Are you being forced?” and for the fear of losing my family, I kept my mouth shut and nodded. The next thing I knew I was on a table, looking at a tube; and I saw my baby’s arm go through it.
It hit me then, there WAS a life inside of me. When I walked out I changed forever. I had the abortion because I didn’t want to lose my family, but now I’m keeping a huge secret thats killing me inside from all of my aunts, uncles, and cousins; and I feel more distant then ever. The bullying and slandering at school was unbearable. To this day I get weak when I see a baby or when I think what if. To this day I still want that baby. To this day I’m disgusted with myself. To this day I’m speaking out as much as possible to let teens know…don’t make a spur of the moment uninformed choice because it’s a one-time thing. It’s something you can never change and something you won’t forgive yourself for.
I was 16 when I got pregnant. The first reaction was pure fear…I just sat and cried my, best friend on the other side of the door asking what was wrong. My boyfriend at the time wasn’t all that great, so I didn’t really have much support. I didn’t even say the word “pregnant.” It kills me to say its now. I just had to look at him, and he knew. Even though he’s not that great he gave me his word that he would help me. That didn’t last long. He pushed me into killing my baby, along with my parents who didn’t want me to ruin my good grades and chances of university.
It was the worst experience of my life, it was rushed and on my and my boyfirend’s one month I had to sign the abortion papers. He was too busy getting stoned to come. He never spoke to me after that, apart from sarcastic abuse. I ended it over text cuz I couldn’t bear to see him. I know it’s the coward’s way out, but I clearly am a coward. I would have had the most gorgous baby, and I would have looked after it and cared for it and loved it enough for both parents!
Sometimes I hate myself for what I did. In fact, I do every moment of every day, but then again, I did save her from having to have him as a father. My baby…I’m so so sorry you didn’t get a chance. I still love you and know that I will never forget you. Please forgive your mummy’s mistake <3
I am currently 19, almost 20. When I was 16 I found out I was pregnant. My boyfriend and I had been dating for three years and we were engaged. We told my parents; and my dad freaked out, keeping me up into the early hours of morning telling me that I would make him look bad if I had my baby and that I was stupid and dumb and too immature to take care of a child. After two weeks of being yelled at and ridiculed I had my abortion.
I never got to tell my ex’s parents that I was even pregnant because my dad was forcing me to abort. The day of my abortion I was scared as hell. I didn’t want to do it but couldn’t not do it because of my father. I couldn’t look at my baby on the screen when they took the picture because I already felt guilty. To this day I HATE myself, and when I see others with their babies I still cry. I know that I am going to burn in hell for what I did, and I regret every day that has gone by that I didn’t keep my baby. She would’ve been 3 and a half today. I imagine all the time on how much my life would be different and how I know that I would’ve been a great mommy.
I think sometimes about if I ever get pregnant again how I am going to act. I think I’m going to be very scared because no one knows of the past; and although it will be my firstborn, it will not be my first. I wish everyday since that horrible day that I hadn’t done it and I had my baby today. Telling you this is bringing me to tears again and reminding me how much this really hurt. My current boyfriend and I are going for a test tomorrow to find out if I am pregnant, and I know that his mom is going to tell me to get an abortion or she’s going to kick us out. I’m keeping my baby, and NO ONE is going to interfere with our lives and tell us what to do.
