I was 19. I married my boyfriend w/ a black eye. (It seemed like abuse stemmed from possessiveness, so I thought marriage would prove I was committed to him. I was wrong.)
When I told him I was pregnant, he threw me around & choked me 1/
I knew that if I had that child, we would have been subject 2 a lifetime of abuse--physical & mental.
I wept during the procedure but afterwards, I divorced him, went to college & law school & had 2 children. 2/
I don't exaggerate when I say I saved my life when I made that choice. & I created space for loved, wanted children after I freed myself from my abuser. 3/
Whenever a man kills his wife or girlfriend and their child, my heart jumps into my throat bc I know that could've been me. 4/