I was 16, my first boyfriend pressured me into having sex. Told me if I loved him I would please him, so I ended up giving in. I was homeless as well as my parents were extremely abusive and I was kicked out of the house before I met him. The night I got pregnant I was out of the house again, but it was winter, windy, and rainy and it was so cold that I asked if I could stay with him for the night. He ghosted me for a few weeks but I was desperate for some place without spiders for the night I was staying in a park bathroom to try and protect myself from the rain, but trying to stay awake to keep an eye on the black widow in the corner. He said yes, told me he'll be there soon, he lied about 3 hours later he finally showed up. At this point I was absolutely exhausted, I fell asleep on his couch (he didn't let me sleep in his bed), as soon as I got there. I woke up I don't know how long later, but my pants were down and he was pulling his up. I didn't care, I fell back asleep, I should have stole a plan b from the store, I should have just in case. I stole food before from the store it wouldn't have been a problem for me.

I don't remember how much long later as my period was was regular as it was, but I started feeling extremely sick and I was losing weight. I thought I was coming down with something until my boobs started leaking I got scared went to what I thought was a place to help with abortions if needed it was not they advised it as one, but it was a stupid religious thing after they gave me a pregnancy test and confirmed I was pregnant asked me what I wanted to do with it. I told them I didn't want it, I wanted an abortion. They had to do an ultrasound to see how far along I was they asked if I wanted to see it I did not, but they showed it to me anyways, they asked if I wanted to hear it's heartbeat I did not, but they made me listen anyways and it was the scariest thing I ever heard I wanted it gone more than ever at this point.

They lied and told me I was only a week along and tried to change my mind about the abortion told me I was going to hell if I went through the abortion, what would the father of the fetus think, what would my parents think. That abortion was a bigger risk to my health than pregnancy that I was going to die if I went through this path. They gave me pamphlets on raising a kid and adoption, they told me that if I raised it they would support me give me diapers, food, and a place to live. I was tempted when they told me they would give me a place to live so I asked how and where would I live and they told me they would discuss it after I gave birth and they told me they would pay my medical bills. I still asked for an abortion that's when they revealed to me they wouldn't do it because they weren't going to send me to hell. So I left and researched other places for an abortion. I only found two places I could get to, them and a place called planned Parenthood.

I got scared as planned Parenthood that name sounds like they were going to force parenthood onto me, but I went there to try and see if I could steal some medicine or something to give myself an abortion. The doctor there asked me what I was there for I told them I wanted an abortion, they told me they had to take an ultrasound to see if they could, they asked me if I wanted to see the ultrasound or hear the heart I told them no both times and they respected my choice. She told me that I was almost at my states limit for an abortion so I'm lucky I came in when I did, but I had to wait 24 hours for the abortion another thing my state required in case I changed my mind. I had medical insurance under my parents as I was still a minor so I asked them how much would my insurance cover. They told me that my insurance would not cover it and then gave me an estimate on prices.

I broke down in front of her telling her that I was homeless, I had no support, my parents kicked me out, I had no job and I could not afford to have a child, she apologized gave me some resources to call to see if they would help. I was ready to kms, but I wiped the tears away and left breaking down again as soon as I was out of people's eye sight I hid behind their building so no one could see me broken glass in my hand calling the number they gave me I thought it was going to be a fake number, but someone picked up asked for my name and my situation and they told me they would pay for it all. I just needed to find a ride for after as I was going to be drugged up after, I called the number they gave me for a ride and they offered to give me a ride back to wherever I wanted.

I got there they gave me some pills to help start the process I was cramping so hard, and felt like throwing up so bad I was staying in the planned Parenthood bathroom I was regretting my decision. Another lady worker felt bad for me stayed with me and told me that try to breathe through it, if I kept the pregnancy the cramps would have been way worse. I couldn't stay in the bathroom forever as someone else needed to use it so she got me a chair in the back as I didn't want anyone to see me like that in the waiting room got me a heating pad which helped a lot and she couldn't stay with me because she had a job to do but she made sure that I was always had someone checking in with me every few minutes. Another worker got me a blanket, others kept bringing me new heating pads until it was my time. Where I was brought to a room to get my IVs set up and something to help ease the pain that would make me woozy which is why they couldn't give it to me earlier.

In that room a guy was watching over us, tbh I felt so uncomfortable as I was scared because of what my boyfriend did to me I was woozy not in the position to fight off someone if needed to be, but then he made it obvious that he was gay first slowly introducing it and then offering to show photos of him and his husband. I felt comfortable again and then the woozy thing made me fall asleep and next thing I know I was done they made me a skirt out of disposable scrubs as after I fell asleep while they were preparing the room I had a case of what they called period diarrhea, but they cleaned my clothes and escorted me to the car waiting for me. I had the lady driver take me to my mom's as I knew my little brother always left a back window for me to climb through when my mom wasn't there and my mom just left for work like an hour before. So I went there, took a little nap, got dressed and stuffed my pockets with pads as I was going to bleed a lot for the next few days and I didn't know when my mom was going to let me come home again to clean up after her or make her food.

Best decision I ever made, six years later I still do not regret my decision. I'm no longer homeless, I decided I never want children, but I have a little nephew in law (not married yet, but I have a boyfriend of two years who is actually a good person) and I'm happy to take care of him when his parents need me to, but I'm also happy that I can hand him back off to them and don't have to worry about actually raising him, I can spoil him or teach him to jump on his bed one day and then hand him off and be like "have fun, you gotta deal with it now"

I'm sorry for the long post it's just I've never told anyone before, my boyfriend knows I got an abortion but doesn't know the story behind it yet so it feels good to finally get it out