i was living with my boyfriend, the drug dealer. he hated me using a diaphragm as i would have to stop the action to go and put it in; he didn't like to wait.

it was wednesday 6th of may 2015 that i found out i was pregnant- shock, nervousness and fear consumed me.

i had an abortion a few months ago, at 36. i'd only been seeing the father for a few months when i got pregnant.

it's time.

i was 24 and my sister had just given birth to her beautiful daughter. i had been having sex with a guy, he said his name was blue, and i believe that probably the day that jenny gave birth i conceived with him.

it all happened so fast. i've only known the father a little over a month, so i must have gotten pregnant one of the first times we had sex.

my idea of a fairytale then is much different from the fairytale life i dream of now...