i had my abortion when i was 23. i was against it completely until i found myself not being able to consider any other solution. i was a women's studies minor just before that and found myself almost shaking with anger at abortion activists, thinking how could they support such a horrible act?!

growing up so fast wasn’t my plan in life. being 15 and “falling in love” wasn’t in the plan. being 16 and pregnant was definitely not in the plan. the plan was to pass my acts with flying colors, get into a wonderful university and possibly a sorority, student government, maybe start a club. but it was just my junior year of high school; the day before new year’s eve when i found out i was pregnant.

i've always been pro life. i value my christian beliefs. i believe that god creates and knows each of us in the womb.

in a long term relationship, and a perfectionist about taking my birth control pills, i was shocked to find out that i was pregnant. i still feel shocked and frustrated.

my husband of 7 years and i had been trying to get pregnant for many years. when i finally saw that + on the test i was so happy i cried. it was not soon after that we started to get abnormal test results back.

vivo en colombia, un país muy religioso y donde el aborto es ilegal excepto en tres casos. pero cuando supe que estaba embarazada, también sabía que si le contaba a alguien, no tendría la libertad de decidir: me tocaría tener el hijo (por ley) y mi familia jamás me dejaría darlo en adopción (por un sentido de amor a la vida y a la familia).

i am 24 years old and have had 2 abortions. the first was while i was in a serious, or so i thought, relationship. from the moment i found out i was pregnant, i was scared and upset. the man i was with at the time agreed. the 2 weeks i waited, i pushed to possibly keep the pregnancy. no go.