i had just turned 23 when i realized i was pregnant. i hadn’t even been with my boyfriend for a year yet and things were already rocky. i made the decision to have my abortion because i was 23 living at home, still in college and with a guy i knew wasn’t ready to be a father and would leave me to do everything myself. i had a plan for myself, go to school, graduate, get a job, get married then have kids. “the right way” but there is no right way…life happens and choosing abortion or choosing life are both equally hard decisions. there’s not a day i don’t think about what could’ve been but i don’t regret my decision. i have come a long way and know that everything i’m working hard towards will allow my baby when the time is right to have everything he/she will ever need.