Roar will publish a first-person story about abortion, “My Abortion: A Daily Story,” every day for at least 365 days. The following story comes from Chloe, now twenty-two. She opens up about having an abortion when she was sixteen. Below, she speaks of feeling supported by her family and close friends but, later in her post, describes facing cruel harassment from her peers. Read her full story at My Abortion, My Life, a project of Preterm, a nonprofit health clinic in Ohio.
“I regret a lot of things. I regret dating that asshole in high school. I regret thinking nothing bad could ever happen to me. I regret having unprotected sex. I regret getting pregnant at sixteen. I would do all of those things differently if I had the chance.
I do not regret my abortion. I do not regret asking my friends for help. I do not regret telling my parents. I do not regret sharing my story.
When I was sixteen, babies were the farthest thing from my mind. I don’t remember the moment when I found out I was pregnant, but I do remember spending the next two days chugging water and peeing on sticks until I was no longer in denial. I told all of my close friends, and they helped me set up an appointment at Planned Parenthood…”