when my body expelled my iud about three months after its painful insertion, i didn’t even feel it. somewhere at some hour, minute, and second, i joined the few women whose iuds, and with them trust, security, insurance, had vanished.

no one knows that i’ve had three abortions.
almost no one.

i have told one woman and one man in my life.

i had an abortion when i was 42, going through divorce from a man who turned out to be gay, so i was in a very dark and sad and confused place.

i am a lesbian. i was 22. i fell in love with a man. i was not conscious of my need for birth control as usually, i didn't need it. he didn't see it as his responsibility.