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Awhile ago someone called me a baby killer because I’m pro choice. He also said he had more right to speak on abortion than I did because he has a child and all I have are stepchildren and dogs (his words). Below was my response:
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I've had two abortions in my lifetime. One
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when I was 19 and the second when I was 23. I don't regret having them. If in those situations again I would do the same. For me it made sense not to bring an unwanted child into the world. Im not writing this as justification or because I’m concerned about your opinion of
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me based on my decision to have these abortions, but rather to speak on myself as one of many women who are forced to make this choice because there is no other viable option. Taking a baby to term and giving it away for adoption is far more complex an issue than is often
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characterized and so many women simply do not have the wherewithal to do so. I can only speak for myself but I am well aware of the countless reasons why an abortion is sometimes the only choice. You are welcome to your thoughts on this but, since you haven't walked in
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my shoes, you might do well to remember that before you start hurling insults or hate my way. You can, it's fine, but it means little to me. At this point in my life I'm my most secure and my self esteem is ever soaring. I live my life according to my own code of ethics and
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always strive to be the best person I can be. Your thoughts and feelings are just that, yours. Each day, unless I'm off-track of my mission of adding joy whenever possible and decreasing suffering whenever possible, without debiting from myself, your opinion will have
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little bearing. I welcome open discussion but if you feel like throwing baby killer bombs at me we won't be able to have any productive dialogue on the subject.

At fifteen years old my mother had the idea to move my eighteen year old boyfriend into our home. Instead of
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decreasing her abuse to get me to stop running away she thought it a better idea to move in a fuck buddy to keep me home. That way she could stay in bed all day with depression while I took care of my siblings. She never discussed birth control with me nor a contingency plan if
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I became pregnant. I also was never taught anything about my own body and picked things up on the fly as I went through life. My mother was so unengaged that my school didn't even have her signature on file so I signed my own absent notes because she never even noticed that I
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was cutting school. In fact she even told me that as long as I got As and Bs I didn't even have to go to school at all. I ended up being a straight A student with two varsity letters in sports and earned a scholarship to USC with the goal of being an attorney. That had always
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been my dream. My family sabotaged that scholarship. The reasons are unimportant to this story. Struggling with severe, undiagnosed and untreated depression I continued to have unprotected sex and became pregnant. It’s not that I didn’t know this was a possibility. It’s
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just that it was really never impressed upon me that getting pregnant was a thing. Its importance was never discussed. My parents, each married four times, were self absorbed malignant narcissists. That's a narcissist with sadism and psychopathy mixed in because they like to
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hurt you intentionally and then revel in your suffering. They always let me know that children were awful and only made life worse. My mother checks twenty-seven out of thirty characteristics of a sociopath. I was a nineteen year old suicidal waitress with no hope of any
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future and no money. An abortion simply made sense and it still does. That may seem clinical and cold to some but unless you've lived my life I imagine it would be difficult to understand that there did not seem to be another choice.

I continued on trying to build up
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my life having finally escaped my mother's abuse but unfortunately wound up having to raise my sister instead. I became chronically ill, with an illness that only progressed to my currently having only 10% remaining intestine, and couldn't maintain the strength enough to
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stand and began shitting blood seventeen times a day. My dreams were over and my life was forever changed. After three years of shitting blood and guts 24/7 I finally relented and went to the ER and ONLY because I was wishing I could have a spontaneous heart attack
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because I just couldn't take much more. I was admitted into the hospital for ten days. My first day there the nurse told me that they had been afraid when I was in the ER that I would have a cardiac event because I was so dehydrated which caused my electrolyte balance to put
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me in an extremely dangerous state. I remember being disappointed and thinking, "Oh, if only I'd waited just a bit longer I would have had that heart attack after all." I was twenty-three years old and this was the first of four times I almost died.

Five months after leaving
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the hospital I discovered I was pregnant. This made absolutely no sense to me because I had an IUD inserted to protect against pregnancy. I was twenty-three, still chronically ill, raising my sister full time and my brother full time on weekends and in summers. I was also
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working while still shitting blood. There was no way I had the health or the means to give a child any kind of quality of life. I had my second abortion. I later found out that the medication the hospital had put me on five months earlier had, unbeknownst to me, rendered
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my IUD ineffective.

As I said you can judge me or forgive me if you wish but I require neither. I did what I needed to do to take care of myself and having never had the love or support of parents or grandparents it was incumbent upon me to raise myself. I did the
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best I could and I've turned out to be a fabulous loving human being today. You can understand my reasons and say, "Well, how could she have done anything different given her circumstances?” Or not. I don't need your blessing to confirm whether what I did was right or
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wrong. I've always been the ONLY one who looked after me. I had food, clothing, shelter and transportation. Other than that I was considered and obligation and the house slave. My parents hated me. No one actually raised me. Given my history, and this is a mere drop in the
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bucket, I'm okay with my decisions to have two abortions. You don't have to be but I guarantee you there are FAR MORE reasons for why women get abortions and I've NEVER met a woman who did it out of mere convenience. Judge not lest Ye be judged. If you want to throw shade my
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way I don't mind. But leave the women alone whose stories you don't know because it is not our job to decide who among us deserves respect and compassion. By the way, I don’t see men lining up to get REVERSIBLE VASECTOMIES to bear the burden so shut up about it if you’re only
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here to vilify women when you are unwilling to do anything beyond wearing a condom. I’m so not interested because any woman can list how many men BAIL on their responsibility to support the woman that they impregnated. I suspect that if every time a woman became pregnant, if
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the father were to immediately have his wages garnished for the next eighteen years my guess is that there would be abortion clinics on every corner and you know it. Based on the history of men abandoning women once they become pregnant I would actually be shocked if they
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didn’t insist she get one. So please spare me your sanctimonious overtures of how women should wear THE SCARLET LETTER A for ABORTION the rest of their lives. We ALL know that’s what many men do. Yet they are NEVER vilified for having unprotected sex or getting a woman
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pregnant. Only the woman bears this burden. She can’t just up and leave like her partner did. She has to make the choice her partner was too cowardly to stick around for.

I don’t have a problem being judged. I didn’t write this for me. I wrote it for all the women who
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are vilified and called baby killers. I have zero problems with people’s opinions of me. It’s seriously fine. I have my own standards of integrity and if I’m meeting or exceeding them I’m very happy. Seriously. Always. I’m just an example. That’s how I wish to live my life so
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that maybe it will help to inspire people to be their authentic selves with a little less trepidation. Maybe my life can serve as an example that you don’t have to live life in fear which is how I grew up EVERY DAY. I’m showing up as myself all the time now and the fact that
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I was going to have this conversation in private told me I’ve got to put it out there. So you can condemn me instead of others for things that lead me to where I am today and my past decisions but do that rather than raising your eyebrows at someone else. I’m strong. I can
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take it. It’s my goal to live with complete transparency anytime I can because maybe it will make others feel a little braver.🌷

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