i was living with a drug dealer who didn’t like me using my diaphragm because it “broke the mood”; he didn’t like waiting for me to put it in.

(i wish i had thought to get him to play doctor and put it in for me as part of the fun.) one time we had sex when i was at my most fertile and i didn’t get pregnant. then i thought, “he probably smokes so much dope that he is infertile.” so i stopped using any birth control. things were okay. . . for 3 months, when i learned that he was fertile. i chose abortion at 6 weeks, as soon as i possibly could.

i so wish i could give my name. but the lunatics out there make it just too risky, for now. and, i want to protect that man’s name because people could figure out who he is by knowing me and my story.