Megan

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


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