i was 22, just graduated from college. dating a man who would become my husband.

i was in my mid-thirties, married, and child-free. i was completely focused on my career in it and loving every minute of my life.

i was 18 when i gave birth to our first child. my boyfriend and i gave her up for adoption, under duress because we had moved to another state, our families didn't know and we felt pressure from an agency that didn't care about our well being.

my dad told me and my sisters that if any one of us got pregnant, don't bother coming home. i got pregnant at 18 years old, in college while using an diaphragm.