i was a junior in college when i got pregnant. i had just turned 21 and was madly in love with my college sweetheart of 3 years. he already had a well paying full time job and we were planning our wedding for the year after graduation. i could see my future ahead of me shining bright, one that never included children.

when i found out i was pregnant in march of 2014 i was desolate. i knew i wanted an abortion instantly. my fiance however was adamantly against it. i tried to tell him i wasn’t asking for his permission, only his support he fell apart begging and pleading with me that we could raise this child successfully. i was shocked because we had both agreed we never wanted to be parents. i felt no attachments or maternal instincts to the fetus inside me, and had also spent the last month binge drinking in celebration of turning 21. i had drank heavily every week of my pregancy. i had an entire year left of college and knew i wouldn’t be able to graduate on time if i was expected to give birth in november. so, against my fiance’s wishes i got an abortion. my relationship with my fiance spiraled downwards quickly. we tried going to therapy and talking it out but he grew bitter and i grew untrusting and fearful of him. i broke off my engagement that april. it was the hardest thing i ever had to do, but i needed to do it for myself. this past fall semester i made the deans list for the first time since i came to college. i’m looking forward to my final semester of college and getting to be the career woman i have always wanted to be. i do not regret my abortion, or the suffering i have gone through the past 9 months. it has made me so much stronger, braver and an independent woman instead of a care free college girl. my future is still just as bright, but the views have changed a little bit.