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Stories from Oregon
It was easy to get caught up in my anger at him. It was easier than thinking about the abortion and how painful that experience was.
Then, when pregnant with the babies I wanted, they were now BABIES!!!!
It's not something I'm embarrassed about. I just wish it were something that people could talk about more freely.
We named him, oddly enough. Dante. Its a good name. He's a picture and a memory.
I have chosen my life, and maybe that is selfish... but maybe it is one of the most powerful gifts to myself as well.
In the country where I was living, abortion was illegal and punishable by 10 years in prison.
15 minutes after I took the pill, I started cramping really bad. I locked myself in my room and eventually fell asleep.
It's only been two days, and I'm sure these feelings will pass, but more than anything, I was surprised at having any emotional reaction at all.
Silence and stillness wrap around my days.