Project Voice
Read stories
Share your story
Browse stories
USA
World
Alaska
Alabama
Arkansas
Arizona
California
Colorado
Connecticut
District of Columbia
Florida
Georgia
Iowa
Idaho
Illinois
Indiana
Kansas
Kentucky
Louisiana
Massachusetts
Maryland
Maine
Michigan
Minnesota
Missouri
Mississippi
Montana
North Carolina
North Dakota
Nebraska
New Hampshire
New Jersey
New Mexico
Nevada
New York
Ohio
Oklahoma
Oregon
Pennsylvania
Rhode Island
South Dakota
Tennessee
Texas
Utah
Virginia
Vermont
Washington
Wisconsin
West Virginia
Wyoming
Australia
Canada
Cuba
United Kingdom
Ireland
Norway
South Africa
In August I took another test and saw those evil red lines. I was upset that I put myself in this same situation in less than a year.
I feel empty inside, alone and depressed.
We drove up to the abortion clinic: a small log cabin in NY state. There was no ultrasound then. It was late December, 1972.
I am an active member of my church. I try every day to live in the way that God envisions my life.
Bee Day is a day in which I celebrate the memory of my child.
The acceptance and the love that came in return of my admission-- that her baby girl had had sex and was pregnant-- was incredible and invaluable.
i didn't want to do it :(
<< Prev Page
Next Page >>