i grew up in a roundly abusive house where everyone tiptoed around my father. being strong-willed and independent, we clashed often; consequently, i left home at thirteen by "running away."

i am 20 years old and a university student. i found out i was pregnant about a month ago by a guy i had been casually seeing for the past year.

i was 19 years old. second year of college. a lifetime of goals and dreams ahead. i became pregnant by my boyfriend of 5 years.

i was in my early 20's. in love but i knew he was abusive and cruel.

i had an abortion over 30 years ago. it was not a big deal, it was not at planned parenthood with screaming protesters...and it was so long ago i don't remember all the details.