Telling Others About My Abortion
Compiled by Georgette
For the Silent No More Awareness Campaign
The most common concern I hear from women or men wanting to
be Silent No More is their fear or concern in telling spouses,
children, family and friends about their abortion experience
before they begin to speak publicly. Therefore, we have
decided to put together this multi-faceted document as a means
of sharing experiences and stories we’ve collected over the
last few years. At the end of this long document are two
additional resources that can be ordered. If you’d like to
share a resource you found helpful, please email it to me,
Let me start with a few of my own comments…
When people started to ask me how to tell others, I
contacted Linda Cochrane, the author of "Forgiven and Set
Free" and asked her for advice. She directed me to a
teaching she did at a CareNet Conference. I listened to the
tape and found the most critical point she made was to
carefully think through your motive or purpose in telling
someone, especially your kids.
Her point was that you don’t tell children or others
about your abortion pain as a means of absolving yourself of
guilt or remorse, or of seeking their approval or forgiveness.
We should share our abortion story in the context of a life
lesson as one would with a previous marriage or other personal
experience. And we can share it as our testimony of God’s
forgiveness or as part of our background or history.
My daughter commented last year, when she was 14, about how
she would have felt if I had waited until she was an adult to
tell her about my abortion. First, she said, she would have
felt that I had lied to her. Second, my abortion is part of
who I am, a part of my history, and if we are to have a real
relationship she needs to know what the important things are
that happened in my life that made me who I am today. She’s
known about my abortion for many years now and has made peace
with it, but she will also say she can’t understand how I
could kill my baby.
I believe abortion is hard for kids to understand. I think
one of their thoughts must be, "If she killed one child
will she kill me too?" We need to re-assure our kids of
our love and the circumstances in which the abortion occurred
to help them feel safe. Most of the material contained in this
compilation is about telling kids, because it is a critical
issue that many of us have to face.
I think telling a spouse is also extremely hard. I guess
what it really comes down to is this – telling everyone we
love about our abortion(s) will be hard (I had to tell my
parents as part of my healing process). The key is to do it
with lots of love and care, to pray through the right timing
and to know when hearts are ready.
These are not magic words of advice but more of a sharing
amongst women – women who can be silent no more but at the
same time regret their choice everyday.
Mistakes Turned Into Lessons By Georgette
When my daughter, Rebekah, was 8 she learned about my
abortion. I remember the day vividly. Admitting my sinfulness
was hard as I watched myself fall off the parental pedestal
with a thud.
Rebekah is now 14, and she is a full-blown teenager.
Brilliant one minute, witty the next and then suddenly short
tempered and grouchy.
I never imagined how hard parenting a teenager would be, I
thought babies and toddlers were challenging, but her needs
were simple then. Now her needs are different and require
wisdom, God’s guidance and discernment.
As I move along in this parenting adventure, I’ve come to
the conclusion that Rebekah’s knowledge of my abortion and
the truth that her mother isn’t perfect has strengthened our
relationship and made my parenting more effective.
She sees me as human, someone with whom she can share her
It also opened the door to honest communication about all
the other issues that teenagers struggle with: acceptance,
self-esteem, relationships, etc. There isn’t a subject we
haven’t discussed: drug use, drinking, skipping school,
lying, fears, jealousies, hurts, and anger to name a few.
I’ve come to realize that it isn’t necessary for kids
to think parents are perfect. It is more important for them to
be able to communicate honestly without fear of judgment or
reprisal (although punishment and consequences still occur).
I never expected that God could use my painful abortion
experience as a lesson to teach Rebekah the true value of
abstaining until marriage. I often wonder had I just told her
not to have sex until marriage, if she would have listened.
As parents, wouldn’t it be great if our life lessons that
have been forgiven by God could be shared with our kids to
help them understand why we say no to certain requests
or advise them not to do some things? Parents need to let God
use their mistakes as lessons for their kids to learn from.
Don’t be afraid to prayerfully consider sharing the
reason behind your guidance. While you may fear loosing you
kids respect and affection, research and personal experience
has shown that we gain a closer and more honest relationship
with our children when we do.
See the article below or visit the following website to
read my daughter, Rebekah’s, thoughts on my abortion in her
own words (you may want to share the site with a teen you
know, it’s great and covers a lot of contemporary issues).
Click here: https://www.gravityteen.com/mirror/mirror.cfm
and scroll down the featured stories on the left until you see
"Rebekah – sister was aborted."
In Rebekah’s Own Words by Rebekah
When I was eight, I was snooping around my mom's Bible
while she wasn't home and found four pieces of paper that were
folded up and stuffed between the pages. I unfolded them and
read the first sentence: I was sixteen years old when I became
pregnant with Elizabeth and I had no idea what to do. Not
knowing what I had just found, I quickly shoved the papers
back into the Bible and tried to forget about it.
Two nights later, it was still bothering me. My mom, dad,
and I were out to dinner and in the middle of my parents'
conversation, I blurted out "Mom, were you pregnant when
you were 16?" She just looked at me with tears filling
her eyes. She explained to me how she had an abortion, and as
an eight-year-old, I could only imagine what it was. She said
something about my sister, whom she had named Elizabeth, being
in Heaven. At that moment it clicked for me that I had lost my
Over the next three years, my mom became more active in the
pro-life movement. She became the executive director of
Anglicans for Life. I grasped
the concept of what an abortion really was and got used to the
fact that I was deprived of a sister I should've had. It was
scary to know that my mom had killed someone that was so
important to me.
When I turned 11, I was invited to speak at the Memorial
Service for the Unborn as a sibling of an aborted child. I
talked about how much I missed having an older sister and how
I missed out on the little things, like watching her get ready
for Prom or for her wedding. Spreading my experience of
abortion was a big deal for me because it had been so much to
overcome. Even though it wasn't me that had had the abortion,
I felt bad and cried a lot about it.
As I reached my teen years, I began to write in a journal.
Instead of writing Dear Diary, I would write Dear Liz. I
became obsessed with finding the father of my sister because I
felt like it would somehow bring me closer to her. I wrote
stories and poems about this girl I would never know and
pretended she was a person. After I had my heart broken by a
guy, I wished she were there to help me through it and my
tears of a broken heart turned into tears of missing my
sister. I was mad at my mom for being so selfish and taking
the life of her own child just so she wouldn't have to bear
the weight of having a kid at 16.
I finally grew out of my stage of denial that Liz wasn't
alive. Call me crazy, but sometimes I would talk to her at
night as if she was next to me listening. After a lot of
prayer, writing, and talking, I came to the realization that
even though Mom did abort my sister, being mad at her wouldn't
do me any good. We've resolved things and have a strong
relationship. Thanks to her and my aunt, I have overcome
denial of my sister's death.
After holding in my feelings for so long, I had to let them
out. I was not only dealing with the loss of a sister, but the
regular trials of a teenage girl on the brink of life: school,
pressure from friends and parents, making decisions for my
life, and accepting myself for who I am. I had a few close
friends that helped me through all this, and I also did a lot
of writing. Writing is the way that I have found I can express
myself the most. For some people it's painting, for others
it's a sport. After praying about it, I came to the last step
in giving up my issues with my sister: I handed them over to
If you find out that you lost a sibling to abortion, you
have to let your feelings out. Don't keep them bottled up
inside, because you will drive yourself crazy. Tell your
parents what you're thinking so that they know you are with
dealing it, and try not to be mad at them for taking the life
of someone that could've been in your life. Also, get involved
with a youth group. Building a relationship with Christ is the
best way to let go of all your pain.
Telling The Children by Susan LeCornu
It has actually been four days since I told Amanda and
Christian. I have been watching them closely for signs of any
fallout or upset. Actually I have been watching for signs that
they would start to mistrust me, or even loathe me for my
confession. Their mom did what I know in their Pro-Life minds
has become the unthinkable – aborting a child, my child and
The night that set the stage for the confession had all of
the earmarks of a regular Wednesday. I had no intention, at
least consciously of tackling this thing. A typical hurried
dinner was being prepared, a snippet of family time would
happen, and hopefully a race to the church for youth group
would allow John and me to have some rare quiet time. The kids
had been begging all day to stay home from Youth Group, but I
had declared it mandatory. The kids even listed reasons why
they didn’t want to go, but I discounted all of them, hoping
so much for a quiet hour with my husband. Dinner though, took
longer and tasted better than I had planned. It was .07
minutes to the start of Youth Group, and we weren’t even
finished eating. A trip to church was simply not
materializing. Suddenly and amazingly, it seemed quite
appropriate to capitalize on the moment and do "Devotions
and Family Worship…" something my Grandfather always
did, something lost on our generation, and something John and
I muse about instituting on regular basis, but do rarely. One
child thought of lighting the table candles, casting a sweet
warm glow on all of our faces. The other ran around our house
collecting everyone’s Bible and journals…even a Bible
trivia book. These excited preparations took seconds it
seemed, and before we knew it we had unanimously decided to
read about St. Paul, and landed on Philippians as our text.
They were clearly thrilled with the prospect of staying home,
but even happier to be spending family time together in the
My children LOVE Paul. They consider him brave, faithful
and true. They have laughed about seeing Jesus first in
heaven, Grandma Jane next elbowing Jesus out of the way, and
then meeting St. Paul!
It was at that moment, admiring Paul again for his words in
Scripture, that I asked Amanda and Christian, "Tell me
what you know about Paul before he converted to Christianity.
What kind of a guy was he?"
They remembered him primarily as a persecutor of
Christians. They knew he was present at the stoning of
Stephen. And they knew that Stephen had interceded for his
murderers with a prayer similar to Jesus at his crucifixion,
"Forgive them for they don’t know what they are
doing." We continued reading in Philippians, staying
awhile on the verse 1:9 that says "And this is my prayer,
that your love may abound more and more in the knowledge and
the depth of insight, so that you may be able to discern what
is pure and blameless until the day of Christ."
It was then that I asked them, with my heart pounding,
"Do you think that God really forgave Paul? How could He?
I mean he murdered innocent Christians!"
They emphatically nodded yes, and by now my dear husband
knew where I was going (or being led!)
Amanda said with absolutely certainty "As far as the
East is from the West!"
I then asked, "Is there any sin that God doesn’t
forgive?" They shook their heads in unison agreeing,
I let a silent hush settle in. Silence is not my habit, and
I am not comfortable in it, always feeling compelled to
"fill air time." It was quiet for a few long
seconds, and I asked, "Do you guys know why I do what I
do in my ministry" They were still quiet, John, sensing
the need to clarify this question asked them, "Do you
know what mom’s ministry is?" They nodded.
I repeated, "Do you know why I do what I do?"
They look startled for a fraction of a second, and
Christian answered, "Maybe it’s because you have some
first hand experience in it….". He trailed off and
Amanda, ever sweet and affirming interrupted, "Because
you love the Lord and want to serve Him?"
Here it comes, I thought. Strangely, my heart had stopped
pounding. I was well into this thing I had prayed about,
longed for, yet avoided with everything in me. There was no
turning back. There is a strange comfort sometimes in not
having a choice.
I nodded slowly, and then said, "You are both right. I
myself had an abortion, and I have been forgiven like Paul,
for so much. I want to do all I can to help other women like
A few breaths, and then the first question was Christian’s:
I answered calmly, "It happened many years ago. Many.
And I have regretted it every day of my life since then."
Amanda said quietly, "I love you mommy." Tears.
The kind that burn hot on your cheek, the kind that spring
directly from the soul, move through the broken heart,
soothing places that are parched and sore and raw. Both
children got up from their chairs and covered me with their
arms and cried for a few minutes. They were smiling though.
They did not seem sad. They seemed honored. They were
affirmed. They understood. I could see that. But I could also
see clearly for the first time that it was not I – the
Post-Abortive mom working with wild abandon to near exhaustion
to pour into them this faith that saved me - but it truly was
our loving Savior very present in their huge hearts.
My husband is so cool. He went along on this "wild
ride" (one of many) without fair warning, yet the Holy
Spirit in him led him to say and do the exact right things. He
affirmed Scripture. He affirmed me. And he sat there loving
all of us while we pressed into something that has truly
framed our family and will for years to come.
Dinner was over. I told the kids that they could ask any
questions they might have in the days or years to come. I told
them that abortion was NEVER an option. They still listened
with shining eyes and quiet smiles. I reminded them that upon
arriving in heaven, they would meet Jesus, Grandma Jane and
their sibling as well. They clearly loved this thought, and a
return to a normal Wednesday night happened in an instant.
Clanging dishes, discussion of homework and television news
That night taught me the real meaning of "step in
faith." I felt an immense burden lift off of my heart. I
had carried it FOR SO LONG that I didn’t recognize it
anymore. The lightness in our home and my heart has been
palpable, and I am forever grateful.
They have not asked one question. I know they are
processing somewhere deep in their young hearts. I am ready
for the questions though, because I know Mercy and I know
Forgiveness. Because of that, I know all that really needs to
be known. Amen
Questions or comments regarding this story, or permission
for publication or further use can be directed to Susan
Two other resources to consider reading
"How to Talk With Your Children About Your
International Institute for Pregnancy Loss and Child Abuse
Research and Recovery
Philip Ney, MD, MA, FRCP(C)
P.O. Box 27103
Victoria BC Canada V9B 5S4
"Sharing the Secret of Abortion"
by Sydna Masse
click on resources
The following message was written by Leslie Graves and
originally published in Oaktrees - an on-line e-letter for
those who have labored in Rachel's Vineyard, she now
facilitates Rachel’s Vineyard retreats for after-abortion
The questions: "Who have you told about your
abortion?" and "How did it go?" come up often
when Rachel's Vineyard alums gather.
When I first heard the question at my Rachel's Vineyard
reunion, my answer was, "I've told no one except my
husband, and I am certainly never going to." As the
saying goes, "God laughs when men make plans."
In the years that followed, I eventually shared my
experience with my children, my family-of-origin and the
media. This happened slowly over a period of years. Not
unexpectedly, these diverse experiences of "telling
others" have been a mixed blessing. It has been very
emotionally challenging at times. Yet, I have seen God's grace
work in quiet, unmistakable ways.
I now am blessed to know many women who have shared their
stories privately and publicly. Each of their experiences of
telling others has been different. And yet, there is a
common thread. The common thread is a mixture of a new
kind of peace won through the struggle of opening up and an
awareness of just how much support, discernment, prayers,
courage, pain and struggle is often needed in the process.
How, when, why and whether to share one's story is a
personal decision. The right answer is different for
everyone. We all listen intently for God's voice as we
pray to know His will for us. The stories and advice
below are offered in the spirit of Alcoholics Anonymous:
Take what you like and leave the rest.
Talking to a friend or to a group about our abortion
experience feels different than talking to a close family
member. We care more about what they will think and we are
more concerned about how the information will affect them.
Remember: "All you can control is yourself. You
can't control anyone's reaction to your story and your
experiences. That is between them and God."
Here are some thoughts about sharing with close family
members and children:
1. Before you make this decision, pray and discern
carefully. Talk to your friends in post-abortion
ministry, especially those who know your children. Set
up an appointment with your clergy to talk it over beforehand.
Consider reviewing your plan to do this with a Christian
therapist. Are you and your husband in agreement about
this disclosure? Your marriage is a vocation that God has
called you to and it deserves every consideration.
Making this decision together, and openly and honestly
exploring any problems and concerns can greatly strengthen
2. If you are caught up in shame and guilt--as opposed to a
humble, trusting penitence and acceptance of God's mercy and
forgiveness--your shame and guilt will definitely come through
to your kids (or anyone else you tell). This could
traumatize your kids and keep the cycle of trauma alive in
3. There's a danger that your child may think, "All my
Mom does and thinks about is this abortion stuff. That baby
from 20 years ago is way more important to her than I
am." Does your family life involve lots of interactions
between you and your children, where you clearly enjoy,
treasure, and cherish your time with them? Or are you
often distracted, unhappy and not able to enjoy daily life
with your kids?
4. There may be some tears and other signs of sorrow from
you when you talk with your children. Kids would ideally like
their parents to always be happy, positive and confident. Yet
this is a chance for you to model resilience, faith, and
confidence even during a difficult revelation. This lets
them know that "bad news" isn't the end of the
world, and that life, love and a close relationship with God
continue no matter what. It lets your kids know that
"in this family, we can talk about hard things.
Yes, it's hard, but we can do it."
5. Be sure to let your child know that this is something
they can talk about with you again. If you are weepy or
stressed during the conversation, the child is most likely not
going to want to bring it up again, because he or she won't
want to see you cry. Therefore, let your child know that you
will be checking in with how they feel about this sometime
down the road.
6. Let your child know that you understand and respect that
this is difficult news to hear.
7. Most people have no idea how common abortion is,
certainly adolescents and children don't. It might be
worthwhile to share that. Apart from everything else, it
is just embarrassing to a kid to think that their Mom did
something that only maybe 1 out of every 1000 women did.
It would be helpful for your child to know the reality,
which is that 43% of middle-aged women have had at least one
8. Don't hesitate to rely on your friends, church and your
network of friends in post-abortion ministry for daily support
during this period.
9. Consider inviting your children to a memorial service
for their sibling. This again honors the child in a way
that is indicative of an attitude of trust, faith and hope.
Thoughts and comments from others about speaking in public
Loss of Privacy:
- "I speak about my abortion to the media, and I am
glad I do. But be aware that if you do that, you are
giving up a certain amount of your privacy, and that is a
real loss. Be prepared to mourn that loss. You
have chosen to speak out because of a greater good. But
that doesn't mean that the loss of your privacy won't
Feelings in turmoil after giving a talk:
- "A friend was invited to speak in front of a small
group about post-abortion pain. She had never done
this before. She showed a short film and then spoke
somewhat briefly about her own experience. She
told me that afterward, all her old bad feelings rushed
back. However, she had a good experience in her life
the next day and started to feel better again."
- "A beautiful priest shared a wonderful insight with
me one time when I was having a particularly hard time
afterward I spoke in public about my experience. He
compared my experience of sharing with giving birth and
the post-partum depression that will sometimes set in
after childbirth. A new life is there to
celebrate and yet this can be accompanied with some sad
feelings. This particular talk that I gave with a
group of young people and this priest made me realize that
just as much prayer support, if not more, was needed for
me after my talks as well as before. How difficult
it is to share, stir up all those feelings, and at the
same time know God is winning souls for Himself through
us. It's edifying and uplifting as well as very painful
and difficult at times. I don't know that it will ever be
that some of those old feelings and pain won't be stirred
in my heart each time I talk, but I do know that I am
doing what Our Lord has called me to do - being an
ambassador for Christ, allowing Him to turn my mourning
into gladness, to bring another heart to healing and peace
through my own journey."
- "I feel pretty good after speaking about abortion.
Maybe it's because I had been so bottled up for so very
long that I feel so good after speaking. And sometimes
while witnessing I learn something new about my own
feelings and myself. Then again, I stuffed everything down
so much, and my feelings were a mystery to me for years,
so it's kinda fun exploring them now. So after
speaking or witnessing, I feel lighter, freer ... I feel
like whistling. Especially if someone has been helped by
the talk. God is so awesome."
- "I haven't yet spoken in front of a group. God just
hasn't called me there yet. I have written letters for our
parish anonymously though, which were subsequently pasted
into articles for the diocese. I find it very freeing.
I've also witnessed privately with people when the Spirit
moves me, and each time it has been an amazing experience.
Also I'm hooked up with our priest teaching Chastity
for our parish now. When the topic comes up in general, I
have a comfort and passion talking about it that I never
would have, pre-Rachel’s Vineyard."
- "My talk yesterday was the most moving presentation
I have done so far. I went into more depth for some reason
on the actual procedure and how I was emotionally,
physically and spiritually affected. It was a
powerful, Holy Spirit experience, unlike what I have felt
before. When I received a standing ovation, I was
stunned. All these people are involved in serious
pro-life work, but somehow they haven't heard too much
about the other side. They only know us as
"After the question and answer period, people came up
to tell me their stories of a friend, mother, sibling and
even themselves. The greatest impact seemed to be on
the men. I had a few men that looked me straight in
the eye and asked for prayers as the tears came streaming
down their faces. 'It happened so long ago,' they
said, 'I don't know what to do now.' I was at
a loss for words. I hugged them and agreed to pray
that God would lead them."
My Experience Telling my Child:
"I told my son when he was fourteen. My husband
(not the father of the aborted child) and I asked him to sit
down. He could tell it was going to be one of those
heavy conversations. It was hard. He was shocked.
"It's hard to tell a child that they have a sibling
they didn't know about before. It's hard because you know it
will be difficult for your child to absorb the reality that at
one point, you didn't treasure, cherish and protect the life
of that sibling...quite the opposite.
"On the other hand, a child that was once rejected
from the family is now being acknowledged and honored.
This says to my child, "Everyone is important and
deserving of dignity and recognition." This is a message
that implicitly supports and honors everyone, including him.
There is an affirming, protective and supportive message
"After we told him, he sat in silence for a while.
Then he asked, "What happens to babies who are
miscarried who haven't been baptized?" That was a
hard question to hear since it meant obviously that he
wondered what had happened to his aborted sibling. We were
able to share the teaching of the Catholic Church together
with him. That was a moment of grace.
"It has been a year since we told him. Our
relationship was strong before and it continues to be strong.
I have pangs of sadness that my son still needs to
absorb this difficult truth. I am also glad that this
secret no longer comes between us. Until we told him, we
didn't realize the impact that this secret was having on our
family. Now that there is no secret, there is a greater
sense of intimacy and trust in our family."
Comments by others about sharing with family:
- "My family is spread out throughout the country. When
I first became involved in Rachel’s Vineyard after my
retreat, I really took my time discerning whether or when to
tell my family (my siblings, as both my parents have passed
away). So when I finally came to the point where I was
comfortable telling them, I never really got the chance. We
don't see each other very often, and our family traditions
said, "Don't ask questions." For a while I really
wanted to tell them, but opportunities never prevented
themselves. And now, it's not as important to me that they
know. Maybe it's another stage of healing. My abortion no
longer defines me the way it used to. I hope one day to tell
them, hoping that it may help them to know it."
- "I know women who have told their loved ones about
their abortion and their experience with Rachel's Vineyard,
where great healing has happened as a result. I know
two cases where a mother who took her daughter to the
abortion clinic eventually came to the retreat, after her
daughter told her about it, where there has been
inconceivable and miraculous healing in that relationship.
That hasn't happened yet in my family. My family
is angry at me for telling them, and they are angry at me
for being involved with Rachel's Vineyard. One of my
sisters stopped talking to me when she found out--not
because she was upset about the abortion, but she was upset
that I regretted my abortion. She heard this from
another sister and hasn't talked to me for two years.
My dad has been very cool to me since the one time I
talked to him. I know that God will bring good from
this. Maybe part of what I have learned from this is
something that is always hard for me...there is no quick
fix. I am learning to pray for an outcome that doesn't
seem very likely. It is good spiritual discipline.
I have also learned that I can survive without the
approval of my sister."
- "I have learned that when we fear telling others a
secret, we are either afraid of how they will now see us, or
we are afraid of the impact the secret will have on them.
Most often when we fear telling our children, it is
for the second reason. We wonder how knowing this
secret will affect their lives. When we are caught in
uncertainty about that, it could help to reflect back on our
own lives. Did we hear a secret when we were growing
up that hurt us? How were we told? Who told us?
Did they tell us to hurt us or for some other reason?
Were we given a chance to process and talk about our
feelings about that revelation? If we can take some
take to think about the role of revealed secrets in our
lives, we might realize that our fear of harming others
through the revelation of a secret is clouded by a time that
someone hurt us that way. Yet we have the tools and
ability to share a painful secret with someone in different
ways and for different reasons than when someone hurt us by
telling us a secret when we were kids."
In closing, remember Rick Warren says, "Your most
effective ministry will come out of your deepest hurts."
And, he’s right. Telling our stories is hard, like
challenging work that we don’t always want to do – but I’ve
learned that when I share my story and think instead about the
help it offers others, it doesn’t feel like work but an
opportunity to honor God.
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