I had an abortion on January 9th, 1999. I was seven weeks pregnant and I had two kids already. I was not married and struggling to keep the rent paid and food in my house. I never considered myself a murderer but that day, I became one.

I often wonder, was it a girl or a boy? What would this kid be like? My other kids are so beautiful, that baby would have been too. I know that it was the right decision for me at that time but there was never a day that I did not regret it.

I hated that I had to use my Christmas money on something like that instead of gifts for my kids – who knows? maybe someone can argue that that was a big gift for my kids.

I hated investing my money into that abortion clinic. The nurses were cold, the doctor was removed. No one there was comforting or kind. I was in a difficult mental/emotional state and those people didn’t make any of it any easier.

I guess they were just doing their jobs.

I never want to go that place again.