ND's Story

The other day marked nine years since I stopped drinking. I am afraid that many things happened to my body during the many drunken nights that preluded my sobriety, things I will never exactly know. One thing that happened that I do know about is that once, I had sex so soon after one abortion that I thought I couldn’t get pregnant. I could, and I did. I think it was less than three months after the first procedure that I got the second. They were close enough together that I didn’t get a period in between, but far enough apart that I was past the six week mark for the second one.

There was a lot going on in this time in my life that led to these especially difficult few months, and of course I don’t “blame” myself for any of it. But I might have if I hadn’t have had access to abortion. I don’t think I could have ever processed everything going on—even outside of what was going on in my body—without getting those abortions. They saved my life, and I saved it again afterwards.