I was 19 and in my first year of college. Making friends was hard so I got a serving job to stay busy, pay the bills, and hopefully make some friends. He told me he was 26 (he was 30).

I've been pregnant twice. I always knew that I never wanted children. My family, mainly my parents, constantly emplored me to have children. They still ask when I'm going to have children. And even though I always say I don't want children, they persist.

I was 22 weeks pregnant, my husband and I couldn't have been happier!

Abortion. It’s not something I ever really thought of.

My first love wasn't a typical high school romance.

Before I tell you about my abortion experience I want to tell you about my mother's.