Food for Thought

Daisy Mae
Mar 18, 2016
2 min read

It Happened to Me: I Had a Botched Abortion

''I wish this was something I could talk about without shame, guilt or fear. I wish it was something I could talk about freely instead of hiding under the warm blanket of anonymity. However far and wide things may have progressed in the last century, we are still well behind throwing off the stigmas of abortion.

My story is not uncommon though that may be the saddest part. I got pregnant at fourteen from forced relations with my first boyfriend. It left me with a few bruises and a positive pregnancy test. I was terrified, to say the least. I remember taking the test in a gas station bathroom and shaking uncontrollably when that second faint line popped up. In the words of the store clerk in Juno, that was one etch-a-sketch that I couldn’t undo. I stayed up many a night after that when I should have been studying for my high school exams, praying that google would answer my problem. Thanks to Yahoo Answers I quickly discovered I wasn’t alone in my predicament but that didn’t ease the isolating feeling that had begun to clamp down all around me. I wasn’t a regular teenage girl anymore. The second my test came out positive, I had become something half-way to a grown-up in a young girl’s body. I felt all the responsibility, guilt and shame. I felt stupid. I lamented the choices I’d made in life so far, even the ones that I hadn’t quite been in control of. In my mind it had all brought me to where I was at that exact moment and I did not like it at all...''