When I was 17, I found out I was pregnant. My boyfriend and I always used a condom, but eventually, the condom broke. All Planned Parenthoods were closed, since it was Easter weekend, so I wasn't able to access the Morning After pill until three days had passed. By then it was too late. I missed a period and took a pregnancy test. When the test came back positive, I asked my boyfriend to schedule an abortion. I'm very lucky to live in a state that allowed me easy access to abortion services. I'm also very lucky to have been able to scrounge up the $600 necessary for the procedure.
The day of the abortion was simple. It was the day after my senior prom, and my boyfriend and I went to a clinic in Hartford. There were protesters outside. The only impact they had was to make me walk a little quicker to get inside. The doctor put me under, I don't remember a thing.
I have never once regretted my decision. I have never second guessed myself. I would make the same choice a thousand times over. I'm proud of myself for doing what was best for me and my future. I'm now a 24 year old college graduate, a returned Peace Corps volunteer, and a committed feminist. I would not be the person I am today if not for that decision I made 7 years ago. And I could never, will never, regret it.
I worry for other women who don't have the choices I had. I worry about a future, a future which is increasingly becoming a reality, in which women are not allowed a say over their own bodies. I will do my best to ensure that this future does not come to pass, and I urge every woman to do the same.