the worst part about having had an abortion (thankfully a legal one) is that at age 64 i still don't want to use my name.

i had my first abortion in the middle of my last year of college. i was stressed out, emotionally taxed, and uncertain about my future.

2009 was a great year- i was on my way to pursuing a doctoral degree in psychology, had fallen in love with a wonderful man, and was living a happy life.

during the first year of my master's degree, i found out i was pregnant. i'd been on the pill since i became sexually active.

at about thirteen i was diagnosed as a type 1 diabetic.

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