I am 30 years old and just had an abortion last week. It was not a difficult decision; as soon as I saw the pregnancy test I knew I could not have this child.

I was 33, divorced with two little boys. I was struggling to provide for them. My doctor discovered a breast lump and I had no health insurance and was terrified about who would take care of my boys if I died.

I became pregnant when I was 19 in the spring of 1984. I never considered any other option than abortion. I was a college freshman just finishing my final exams and I knew that finishing college wouldn't happen.

I was a sophomore in college when I got into a relationship with an abusive boyfriend. I was young and stupid and had no idea how I was supposed to be treated.

When I was 16 (going on 17...!) I lost my virginity to a college guy. I don't remember even really know what was going on but the next thing I knew I was pregnant.

Brooklyn NY 1988. Newly Divorced, single, waiting tables, doing off-off Broadway. Restaurant Christmas party-a temp bartender who'd been flirting w me for 2 months walked me home...and left the next morning, never to return, and never to flirt w me again.