I was fifteen the first time it happened. My boyfriend declared mid-coitus (while listening to The Misfits) that he wanted me to have his baby. Being the dumb and fearful teenager I was, I let him impregnate me. My mother discovered I might be knocked up when the smell of pickles and ketchup instantaneously made me hurl. At the time, I wanted to keep the thing growing inside of me. I cried and cried and begged my parents to let me play house (trailer) with my prison-bound boyfriend, but they insisted it would ruin my life. After a couple of days of talking things over with my boyfriend (who was on his way to juvi for robbing a post office), an abortion seemed like the most sensible thing to do. Five years later, I found myself in another biological predicament. I was living in Brooklyn with a different boyfriend and five friends in a crooked railroad apartment across from a gas station and a rat nest. We were all young, poor and trying to "make it" in various ways. At the time I was convinced I never wanted children and that art would be my child. Despite the birth control pills I took every morning, I missed my period. A day later, I hopped on the subway and headed to Planned Parenthood in Harlem.
In NYC, a few weeks after 9-11 and four years after the last time my uterus decided not to shed its lining, it happened again. I was dating someone I really liked, but couldn't imagine bringing a child into the violence of the world.
I don't generally admit to having three abortions, but I'm not ashamed of having them and am grateful that I was able to choose whether or not I was ready to take on the biggest responsibility in a mammal's life... having a kid.
Planned Parenthood has been a safe haven for young and old folks whom have found themselves in similar situations. Right now, Planned Parenthood is facing massive funding cuts thanks to our conservative congress members.
If you happen to be one of those disturbed individuals who take pleasure in seeing women having babies who can barely take care of themselves as well as the rampant spreading of AIDS and other diseases, DO NOT sign THIS OPEN LETTER TO CONGRESS and please... let some light into your cloudy brains.