This lovely and sad piece of writing is one of the finest and most important things I've seen written regarding Choice in some time. Well worth reading.
Wow, that is an amazing link. I have often said that if I became accidentally pregnant I would consider keeping the child or aborting, but adoption was simply not an option for me. I cannot bear the thought of someone else raising my child. Someone else possibly raising my child in ways I disapprove of. That is just not okay. I'll have a child or I won't, but if I have a child I don't want it taken away from me.
Abortion is fine because it's just choosing not to have a child, and I really don't mind ending a pregnancy. Not that I don't have emotional issues with abortion. Although really, it's not abortion or the thought of an abortion that fucked me up. It was being late with my period and wondering if I might be pregnant and realizing that I absolutely hated the thing inside me if there was a thing inside me. I love kids. I want kids. But I wasn't ready to have them. And my reaction to the hypothetical exactly what I wanted but not yet was pure emotional hatred. Intellectually I knew that if I were pregnant, it wasn't possibly its fault. But I hated it.
It took me a while to deal with that. But an abortion itself... I don't think that'd have added that much to any emotional turmoil beyond what actually having it be a pregnancy would have added. I probably wasn't pregnant; I was probably just late. I often am late if I get sick or worn out when I should have been ovulating. I got my period before I got tested. It could have been an early pregnancy loss. I'll never know and it doesn't really matter. I was sexually active, but I was using condoms, so most likely I was just late.
An incredibly emotional piece that does indeed break the silence, on a topic that most pro-lifers abslutely ignore; their concern really does end as soon as the baby is born. Thank you for providing the link. *bookmarks it for later reference*
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Date: 2009-03-21 09:51 am (UTC)Abortion is fine because it's just choosing not to have a child, and I really don't mind ending a pregnancy. Not that I don't have emotional issues with abortion. Although really, it's not abortion or the thought of an abortion that fucked me up. It was being late with my period and wondering if I might be pregnant and realizing that I absolutely hated the thing inside me if there was a thing inside me. I love kids. I want kids. But I wasn't ready to have them. And my reaction to the hypothetical exactly what I wanted but not yet was pure emotional hatred. Intellectually I knew that if I were pregnant, it wasn't possibly its fault. But I hated it.
It took me a while to deal with that. But an abortion itself... I don't think that'd have added that much to any emotional turmoil beyond what actually having it be a pregnancy would have added. I probably wasn't pregnant; I was probably just late. I often am late if I get sick or worn out when I should have been ovulating. I got my period before I got tested. It could have been an early pregnancy loss. I'll never know and it doesn't really matter. I was sexually active, but I was using condoms, so most likely I was just late.
But adoption was not and is not an option for me.
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Date: 2009-03-21 07:14 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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