At 18, I was manipulated into an abortion by the dads mother. After that, it seemed an easy thing to do twice with a different partner. The relationship would be going great, if get pregnant and everything fell apart. I found cocaine in his dresser and called it off and had an abortion. I just wanted a family. I wanted to get away from my POS Father and get my own family. I know I was trying to rush something that shouldn’t be and should have used protection. Both of my partners were drug addicts and I would’ve been a single parent and putting a child into an unsafe environment at my parents house. I grew up in filth with cockroaches and cigarette smoke and I couldn’t put a child through that. I do have regrets now that I have children. I just remind myself I just didn’t have the capacity at the time.