Story time

Gather around kids, Im gonna share a little story.

In 1996, there was an adorable blonde girl who agreed to take a chance on her best friend , allowing their relationship to go to the next level. They began dating.Not always with the most support due to antiquated ideas on interracial  relationships, but they still drove on.

It wasn't long before within that relationship, things progressed,they grew closer and then missed a step in precautions. The tests came back positive. She was terrified to tell her family but ultimately it had to be done. Naturally there was anger,disappointment, but there was support as well.  See she was only a kid still, nowhere near ready to become a parent while still a child herself.

The choice was made for her essentially and then the appointment made.

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That girl was me.
I was 15 when I got pregnant the first time.
I was 15 when I had an abortion.

It wasn't an easy choice,but it was the right one. I wasn't ready,he for damn sure wasn't ( hell he still wasn't when i had my oldest, and im not sure hes ever grown up in all honesty) .
Having an abortion was not an easy choice, nor was it one made without a ton of soul searching.
I knew the likelihood of me being able to properly take care of a baby when i was 15 was  literally less then zero.  I went into that office crying and scared. I was in the back alone and wishing my mom was with me. I walked out feeling empty, like something was missing from within my soul ,broken and hurting.

It was hard. But i was able to do this legally and safely. Not bringing another child into the world, forcing it into an overcrowded foster system,allowing it to feel unwanted or unloved.

Instead I assumed the hurt and pain so that child would never have to. 

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Yet now the ability to make that choice is being stripped from women.
Its our bodies. Its our choices.
Stop trying to take control of whats not yours.