i was 22 years old and a senior in college when my boyfriend left me for another girl. i became very depressed and didn't find out i was pregnant until two months later. i was angry at myself for being so irresponsible, at my ex-boyfriend for the way he treated me, and at my family because i knew if i'd told them about the pregnancy, they'd have made me carry it to term.

when i found out in college i was pregnant i was instantly filled with panic and fear. i instantly knew i would have an abortion, i just dreaded having to actually figure out where and how, and wondered what it would be like to go through it alone. after it was all arranged and i arrived on the day i was really surprised to see who filled up the waiting room.

i was 23 years old. i had been with my boyfriend for 6 months. i was just starting my last year of graduate school. then, the unthinkable happened, my iud failed.

i got pregnant as a teen, by my boyfriend. he was irresponsible, and i had mental health problems. my parents were older, old enough to be my grandparents. they were not able or willing to help me raise a child. so they took me to have the surgical procedure, which was performed by an ob/gyn. he's the one who had verified that i was pregnant. the next year, still a teen having mental problems, i got pregnant again, by another irresponsible boyfriend.

when i got pregnant at 23 i had an abortion. my boyfriend at the time drove me three hours for the procedure b/c there were no services in my hometown. the procedure was relatively fast and i don't remember feeling anything.

i am now in my seventies. when i had my abortion it was not yet legal, nor were there birth control pills. i was 19 and in love with my college boyfriend.