In this blog post you will read 5 stories of teen abortion stories and experiences and while this may help others out there going through this very confusing and upsetting time, it may also upset others, so please read with caution.
Should I have an abortion? Is a question asked to me time and time again and each time I always answer that there is the only person who can answer that question and that has to be you? There are many reasons why women have abortions and each situation is as different as the women who are left facing this difficult choice. The side effects of abortion need to be researched and taken into account.
Some women feel pressured into having an abortion because their partner has told them too or has threatened that they want nothing to do with the baby and they are left to face the reality that they would be becoming a single mum. Other times the women are young and are still living at home with her parents and it is the parents who feel the pregnancy should not happen and even threaten that if they do proceed, then they will have nowhere to live as they will have to move out and cope alone without family support.
Nobody should ever be pressured into having an abortion; this choice has to be yours without any negative interference. If you are questioning should I have an abortion, it’s time to for some deep thinking. Sadly I see far too many women agreeing to an abortion to please others. It is these women who suffer severely post abortion when they not only have to deal with their emotions alone, but also feel anger and bitterness towards the person who pressured them. Depression after abortion is very common.
These women are often the ones who regret the choice they made and never recover from their loss. While family and friends may try to voice to you how having a baby would have a negative impact on your life, they should also fully support your decision. If you are being pressured into an abortion, please speak out. Should you have an abortion? Only you should decide that. It is you that has to live with the decision made.
I hope reading these brutally honest teen abortion stories may help you see the coin from both sides.
5 Brutally Honest Teen Abortion Stories And Experiences
1 – Not Ready To Be A Mom – Sharon
I knew I was pregnant before ever taking the test. I was not ready to be a mom. I was due to go to work and I bought a test on the way there. I went to the toilet and waited for the result, it was positive. I spoke to my partner who told me it was up to me what I did. Did I want to keep the baby? I was 19 and not young as in too young but was I ready for a baby?
Telling my mom was difficult but she said she would support me. She had given birth to me when she was 15 and I guess she knew how hard this was going to be for me. She wanted me to keep the baby, promising me that everything would be OK, that she would help me. I just didn’t know what to do. I went to see the GP to find out more information about abortion.
I went to the abortion clinic the following day. It was horrific, I tried not to touch my stomach, but I knew there was a little baby growing in there and I was about to kill it. I was taken for a scan and I looked at the monitor, I saw the heartbeat.
I cried, I couldn’t go through with the abortion. I raced home to mom who was so upset that I had even gone to the clinic or not even told her. Mum was due to go on holiday and I told her to go, that I would be fine. A few days after she went I knew what I had to do.
I was keeping this baby to please my mom, I was not ready to be a mom and having a baby wasn’t right. I returned to the clinic. I swallowed the pills with tears streaming down my face and straight away I regretted taking them. I was so confused.
I passed the baby at home; I didn’t take pain relief as I felt I deserved to be in pain. The following months were hard, I felt guilty and depression set in. I was desperate for a baby, I think I needed to ease the pain of loss. I thought a baby would stop me hurting so much. I did fall pregnant and I gave birth to a healthy and happy little boy. He became my world.
As much as my son is amazing and has changed my life, I can’t help but think of the baby I could have had. If only I knew that I could have been a good mother. I was convinced that I was not ready to be a mom but losing that baby made me realize how much I really did want to become one. And I am a good mother and your age does not matter.
(Please Note Names Have Been Changed As These Are Real Teen Abortion Stories)
2 – I Hope I Can Forgive Myself – Gillian’s Story
It began back in December when I found out I was pregnant, sadly my partner didn’t want to keep the baby. This was to be a make or break situation as I had messed up before in the relationship and he had forgiven me, I felt I owed him this. I knew why abortion is wrong if you don’t agree to have one but I felt I had no choice.
I knew exactly how far gone I was and when the baby was due but I knew without my partners help and support I just couldn’t keep the baby, I was a teenager without much support. I felt a total emptiness inside and it took a great deal of strength but I made that dreaded call to an abortion clinic. All the time on the phone I sat sobbing in tears.
I made the appointment and I will never forget the date, I was 6 weeks pregnant when I turned up at my appointment. I told myself over and over again that I would get through this, when my name was called and I went into the room and my blood pressure was high, but who could blame me?
I was told to get up on the bed as they were going to do a scan to see how far I was, as I dressed myself afterward I looked over and saw the monitor screen and saw my baby and that was it. I broke down.
But I had to be strong because I had a little boy who was 4 years old already so I kept strong until now. I am feeling emptiness again like I am missing what was inside of me as I would have been due around now. The bleeding after abortion is heavy and painful and its a constant reminder of what I have lost.
Post abortion I feel dead inside, I feel that I will be punished in the long run for doing this. I hope in the future that I can forgive myself and, at least, try to move on but I will never forget that day I went in and had an abortion. I hope in the future that I can forgive myself and at least, try to move on but I will never forget that day I went in and had an abortion.
I don’t think there is enough care post abortion for women, I wasn’t offered any kind of counseling, I was just told to go home and rest. I feel so alone still.
3 – I Was Talked Into Having An Abortion And Regret It
I am writing this not to gain attention or sympathy of any kind but instead to maybe reach out to others who’ve gone through similar trials in their life. I was talked into having an abortion and now regret it.
I found the love of my life at a very young age. We were 14 years old and in 8th grade. Some may say this is impossible. To those who think this I will agree, it wasn’t easy. I came from a good upbringing in a loving home with one sibling. A brother who had many demons he was fighting. We were a normal family besides the drama my brother created for us.
The one thing we did lack though was religion. My mom always said… Love God and he the best person you can be. I’m very grateful for those teachings. I wanted to do everything right. I was a good kid. A people pleaser. A good student. Well.. When I found my husband at 14 years of age I didn’t realize love does crazy things to a person. We were good kids.
But we fell victim to experimenting with grown up things. Things only married people should do. I look back and think, I was just a baby. Especially since my oldest child is almost 16 and I see her as so young. I cringe at the thought of what I was doing at her age.
So now to the main part of why I wanted to reach out and tell my story. I always thought my parents had my back. That I could go to them for anything. To this day I have forgiven them and know they were only trying to protect their baby. But my world would be forever changed. I am not putting the blame on them, I take ownership for my actions. I thought when I found out that at age 16 that I was going to become a mother by the time I was 17 that I would have support.
Never in a million years was abortion an option in my mind. That was not me and I was for certain that my parents would support my decision to have this child. It was the most difficult thing I’ve ever faced in my life. My parents were upset and scared. I was talked into having an abortion and my father tried telling me that it was just tissue.
Looking back I would’ve changed so much. When the abortion clinic did the ultrasound and I saw my baby’s heart beat. I realized that this was a living child. I have since found God and a deep faith that my husband (who was the father of this child) now are able to raise our five children in. I reach out to those young girls or any women for that matter who think abortion will solve their problems. I’m here to testify that it doesn’t.
The pain is horrific and never fully goes away. Although my faith in The Lord has helped me get through and learn to forgive myself, I will never forget about that baby who could’ve been. This happened 19 years ago today. My world was forever changed. My life will never be the same. The child that I didn’t bear will never cry, laugh, talk, or feel. I plead with you to truly understand the consequences. To outweigh the options. To realize you can never take it back.
It will haunt you for the rest of your life. I plead with you to choose “life” instead of the easy way out. In the end it isn’t easy at all. I know I’ve been forgiven and eventually I learned to forgive myself. I’ve never sought out help or therapy. I just turned to The Lord to give me the understanding and tools needed to get through my life without the missing piece to my puzzle.
I don’t write this to condemn or judge. I write this to reach out and help others get through the deep sadness and devastation that can occur. Please feel free to comment and share your thoughts and feelings. I will do my best to help guide you through making the best decision you could ever make. Even when you think all hope is lost and it can’t be done. I promise you that it can.
4 – I Regret Not Having An Abortion – Karen’s Story
My boyfriend and I were in love. I was 17 and he was 30. We planned our baby. One day I received a call from a guy, who use to work for the company I worked for. I did not even realize he left the company, but when he worked in the same building as I did I thought he was quite the lady’s, man. I paid no attention to him because I was in love with my boyfriend and no one knew I was pregnant yet.
I was shocked when he called me to come to his new company for an interview offering to pay me a dollar more an hour. I went home telling my boyfriend. He said, “Out of all those people in that huge building, he calls you the new girl in the office. He wants your ass.” I said, “Well, he cannot have it and it the money would help us out so much.” My boyfriend drove me to the interview.
The guy said to me, “Does he drive you everywhere?” I replied, “We only have one vehicle right now.” The truth was he took off work to go with me because he was jealous. I was young and naive’ telling him there was no reason to be jealous. It turned out he was right. The guy just wanted my ass. When the interview began, he handed me a small piece of paper with the list of sexual qualification. I told him to fuck off throwing the paper at him.
I should have kept that paper going to an attorney because I had a huge lawsuit. Two attorney friends have since told me I would have never had to work again in my life if I would have done so. This was all prior to the Anita Hill sexual harassment scandal.
Within minutes, I was back in the car telling my boyfriend to leave. He said, “That was the quickest interview I ever witnessed. What did he do or say to you?” I said, “Nothing! The job is not for me. Let’s go!” He said, “Don’t lie to me I was right. He wanted your ass.” Then the guy walks out of the building to get in his truck. My boyfriend stormed out of our vehicle slamming the asshole against his truck screaming at him, “What did you do to her?” The guy managed to get in his vehicle flying out of the parking lot. That’s when my boyfriend turned on me.
We were both standing in the parking lot. He started screaming at me calling me a liar. I told him I wasn’t lying to forget about it. He smacked me. He pushed me I ran down the railroad tracks, he ran after me, kicked me and he kept smacking me and pushing me I told him to stop for the baby’s sake, but he didn’t. I told him when the baby was old enough I was going to tell him or her about how he abused me when they were in my belly as I begged over and over again for their sake for him to stop.
When we finally arrived home, his sisters who lived with us temporarily, asked us what was wrong? He said nothing going into our bedroom. I said, “Tomorrow I am going for an abortion. Last week I just found his heroin supplies and tonight he beat me and I refuse to bring a child into a life of abuse that I lived since birth.” I then went into the bedroom shutting the door. He was probably pretending he was asleep. I went into the bathroom shutting the door. I fell to the floor crying my eyes out. He had to hear but did not care.
In hindsight, he abused me because I just found out he was using heroin again.Everything appeared to be perfect for months or so I thought. He was a heroin addict since he was 15 and I thought I could cure him. I now know there is no love that can compete with an addiction. Still, on the floor, I took off my belt wrapping it around my belly trying to abort the baby. I was only 6 weeks pregnant.
I punched my belly
I tightened the belt so hard to the point of passing out, eventually I laid down in the bed falling asleep hoping I would wake up in the morning with a miscarriage. When that did not happen, I opened up the phone book looking up abortion clinics. He asked me in front of his sisters what I was doing. I told him looking to have an abortion. He pleaded and begged for me not to do it professing his love for me and our baby.
I told him, “That’s not what I witnessed last night!” I then walked out the door driving to the abortion clinic. As soon as I arrived, the picketers surrounded my car. I was only 22. I cried my eyes out. I didn’t go through with it, I changed my mind but I regret not having an abortion. If this happened now, I would have gotten out of my vehicle, holding my head high, going into that clinic because now I regret not having that abortion as my daughter is a Bully. She dangles my grandchildren over my head like pieces of meat hurting both me and them.
Now we are going back to court for more grandparent rights. She is upset because she moved and I found her new address last Friday. She is in contempt of court AGAIN because she did not give me or the courts notice getting our approval to relocate the children. I really think she was setting me up trying to get me for stalking. So, she comes over to my vehicle as I am writing down her new address.
She tells me to stop stalking her
I told her I am doing what my attorney instructed me to do, finding her new address. She told me I was dead to her. I told her I should have aborted her when I had the chance. She called me by my first name instead of mom. I said ouch that hurt calling her by her first name. I was surprisingly calm. She was not. This was getting good. Then as she was going into her apartment door she said to me, “Ron said hi.” I said, “Who?” She said, “You know, the brother who you enjoyed fucking when you were little.” Now that hurt more than the abortion would have and thankfully, I had two.
Yes, I would not have my grandchildren but how can you miss something you did not have. Also, if I had another one like her I would be in the loony bin. I had my tubes tied when I was 30 because I did not ever want any more brats to drive me even more insane that what my childhood did.
I now know when I bled with her on Halloween 1986, I was carrying a spawn. I gave birth to her on 11/3, which was 6 weeks early from my due date. My maiden initials are CK. C=the 3rd letter of the alphabet and K=the 11. Now, how eerie is that? I found a letter when she was about 15 telling her friend she was raped. I confronted her about it. She told me I had no business to read her mail. I told her I had every business. I told her I did not believe she was raped because
1.) she should have told me and
2.) I have found many letters of her lies to her friends since she was about 12 that she was pregnant every other week.
Years later, she threw it in my face that I was a horrible mother for not believing she was raped. I felt guilty thinking I was wrong. I no longer feel guilty. A survivor of rape would have NEVER said what she said to me about enjoying being sexually abused by my half-brother when I was just a sweet little 8-year-old girl.
All my friends, who were either raped, molested, or know someone agrees. Do you? I regret not having an abortion because my life would have been easier.
5 – I Wish I Had Never Had An Abortion – Wendy’s Story
Regretting abortion is very common, yet we must not talk about it? And why shouldn’t we, when for some, it changes our lives? Sometimes I feel like I am the only person that ever had to go through this. My first serious relationship was when I was seventeen. We aren’t together now but he is and always will be the love of my life. After six months of officially dating, I got pregnant.
We were scared but ready to take on the challenge. I knew my mom would be upset and really I didn’t know how to tell her so instead of going to her, I just avoided her. She eventually realized it had been almost two months that I hadn’t got my period. She gave me to the end of the week and then told me she would buy a test to make sure. My first regret is not just telling her right away.
The test obviously came up positive. The first thing my mom said is “I know you guys are not thinking about keeping this baby” The words still play in my head when I think about the situation. I was a senior in high school and my boyfriend, who lived with us at the time, had just started his first year of college. We had already talked about everything and had a game plan.
We both worked and had been saving up money to get our own place after I graduated anyways. We would just have to work harder and more to ensure our baby was taken care of. My mom shot me down immediately. I say me because when it came time to face my mom my boyfriend stayed quiet. Neither one of us wanted to go through with it but she had already made up her mind and gave us no choice.
January 18th, 2010 – The day that forever changed my life.
I remember having to be interviewed to make sure no one was forcing me and that I was mentally stable to go through with it. Now usually you go in by yourself but my mom made me tell them that it’s okay for her to be in there. She wanted to make sure I didn’t go against her. It was her way or the highway.
The love of my life and I shortly split after the abortion. We both were so hurt and angry at each other that it caused us to grow apart during a time that we should have stayed stronger for one another. But what did we know, we were just kids ourselves. But I regret my abortion and it almost destroyed me. I went through a major depressive state and just stopped caring about life. I dropped out of school and just drank to ease the pain.
I am now 21 going on 22 and I have a 1-year-old baby girl. I had my little girl with the first person who said they “wanted a baby”, not realizing that I still needed to fill that void in my life from having the abortion. I love her with every bone in my body but often have a hard time because a part of me still wants my baby.
It also makes me feel guilty at the same time because God gave me a second chance and although I am now a single mother I was blessed for a second time and given a chance to right my wrongs. But for some reason at times, it just isn’t enough. There are some may what ifs let unanswered that it hurts me. I feel as if I am being ungrateful and have a hard time getting over it. I often wish I could go back and change my decision. Only then will my life be okay and I wouldn’t have this heavy burden that I secretly carry on my chest.
But then I realize if I was able to change the past I wouldn’t have my baby girl. I try to find a way that she would still have existed. She should be enough for me to not want to go back but a part of me still wishes I could just see him or her and have all the unknown answered even if that means I lose everything. Then I look into her eyes and even though times are hard I realize God blessed me with her to help me get through, let go and forgive myself not to harbor regret or even resentment towards my mom.
Please note that these are real teen abortion stories and experiences and are written very honestly and openly and may upset some of you. While nobody can help you decide what decision you make, these stories were written in the hope of helping someone else out there, going through the very same thing. If you have your own story to share you can do so anonymously right here on the blog.