I had my first son when I was 19. I was seeing a married man (he said he was not married). When I got pregnant at 21, he used my fears against me by telling me that I did not want to be a single mother of two, especially by two different fathers.
I found a clinic in Atlanta, and he drove me to my appointment that day. When I went back they gave me a pill, showed me the ultrasound picture, although I did not know what I was looking at. The doctor came in and performed the abortion. There was a picture of a kitten on the ceiling for me to look at. I don't remember much about the experience, but I feel like they were indifferent to me. The father acted like nothing ever happened, and we went on about our lives. I was angry inside, did a little drinking, and slept with his best friend, hoping it would make him angry, too.
I found healing and forgiveness through Jesus Christ and Surrendering the Secret. If I could help just one person change their mind and not follow through with the abortion then it would have all been worth it, and that's why I am silent no more.