I want to share my testimony to help other women to avoid the pain that I have dealt with for many years. It’s not just a medical procedure, but something that can affect your entire life.
But, it wasn't God punishing me. It was my free will, God had given me. I didn't know the things I did, would have some kind of impact in my life. Without realizing it at the time. Abortion changes a woman forever.
I was 17 when I had an abortion. I wanted nothing more than to keep my baby. I waited until I was 10 weeks to finally tell my mom because I knew she would be extremely upset with me.
I was a very liberal college student in the late 70s. I believed in "women's liberation" from a teen. That meant not being encumbered by children until successful; having an important career; not needing our man.
She never told me about the pregnancy.
We got married in 1980 and after two weeks of being married she was feeling so guilty that she told me that she aborted our baby in 1978.
I love the Lord and I am always recovering from sadness, but God cured my grief. God has saved me from the depths of grieve that is endless and gave me new life and new life abundantly. Go to Jesus...He is seeking you and do not waste time because he loves you abundantly.
I wish someone had been by your side to give you good advice, advise that in the short term was not easy to follow, but in the long term would have saved you a flood of tears.
I was 20 when I had an abortion. I am now 70 and though I’ve healed, I still wonder what this child would have become. I went on to marry and have 3 children and one miscarriage/ectopic pregnancy. The miscarriage is what triggered the need for counseling.
I was able to honor the short life of my baby and accept that even though I will never get to hold that baby in my arms, I am a mother.
I regret my forced abortion at the hands of my abuser. Even in cases of incest, if not more so, abortion devastated the core of my being and was not an answer but a silencing of an even bigger problem.
So, I decided to get an abortion even while knowing it was wrong. I did not tell anybody that I was pregnant but I wish I did. If only I had told my mother or my sister maybe I’d have changed my mind. For over 5 years I was living with guilt and shame. I was in so much pain and felt so much shame and guilt I couldn’t even talk about it.
I realized the full magnitude of my “choice” in 1999 when I miscarried. It took years to unwind my long-held beliefs and the trauma of that abortion. Admitting who I am and what I’m capable of justifying was a painful process; at times I felt I was being flayed. I know God was with me every moment during these 35 years.