PSEUDONYMN’s Story

Daily Signal: For the First Time in My Life, I Started to Feel True Support: My Experience at a Pregnancy Resource Center

I grew up with low expectations for those around me and for humanity in general.

My mother passed away when I was 12 years old. My father was an alcoholic. My caretaker was abusive. Caught up in a rip current of disappointment and struggle, I found the sandy shore of success and happiness was always out of reach.

I had been arrested for drug possession and spent some time in the sex trade in order to provide for the four children I had, two sets of twins. Before I knew it, I was pregnant again, with another set of twins. At that time, I was still caught up in the aggressive tumble of the waves, struggling to provide for my family. I didn’t believe that I was capable of taking on more.

So, before I looked at the resources available to women like me or sought help, I had an abortion. It devastated me and left me with deep emotional trauma, which I still struggle with to this day.

I tried to find some stability in my schoolwork, but quickly fell back into the strong pull of the rip current. Six months before graduation, I was in the middle of a divorce, with 5-year-old twin girls, 3-year-old twin boys, and I was pregnant, again.

The thought of having another abortion crept through my mind, but the trauma of the first made me realize it might not be the answer. Still, led by fear and doubt, I looked for abortion facilities in my area, but instead stumbled upon a pregnancy resource center. Pondering my deep-felt need for help and healing, I decided to reach out.