it was 1976, and i was a 17-year-old recent high school graduate. i was looking forward to my first semester in college.

i was 22, had just finished college and was dating a guy who already had three kids by three other women. he was not allowed contact with any of these women or their children.

i was sixteen years old when i found out i was pregnant. i was in a relationship for a few months at the time, and almost done with my sophomore year in high school.

i was single, 22 and dealing with some serious feelings of self-doubt and depression. i had gone out one night with a girlfriend, drinking, which seemed to do a good job of masking any real feelings at that time in my life.

i was 29 when i got an abortion via the mifepristone pill. i was and am married. i was unemployed at the time, but my husband makes a good living and we could have financially supported a child.

i was 16 years old in my first relationship, my now ex partner was 17 but had the mental age of about a 12 year old! useless jobless druggy.