I was in a new town, no family, few friends close by, no health insurance and not a clue how to take care of myself during pregnancy.
One day, during a desperate call to a friend from home, I went over my so-called choices. She made a comment to me, “I know you are feeling overwhelmed with sadness and pain and despair right now, but just know, no single feeling lasts forever. An abortion will.” That hit me like a ton of bricks.
Upon deeper reflection, I realized that while I did not know who the father of my baby was yet, I did know who his mother was. And that was me. Feminists for Life, page 10, video
April is Sexual Assault Awareness Month.
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