I have family members who were adopted. If they had been aborted instead, it’s not just that my life would not have been the same… there would be no life. I would not have been born.
Think about it. Everything I’ve ever done, or ever will do… every life I’ve touched- for better or worse- none of it would be as it is. All of this comes back to one human being not aborting their child.
And it’s not just me… but my progeny, and their progeny, and so on and so forth. For possibly countless generations into the future, for thousands of years, branching off into different directions and all the lives blossoming from that tree would never have happened. All of their choices, all of their actions, every life they ever interacted with and whatever impact they had on this world… abortion changes that. Erases it. Overwrites it.
I know someone- very close to me- who claims to live their life with no regrets. Their discipline over human emotions is such that some people mistake this individual for a psychopath. The time they got an abortion… was probably the closest they’ve ever come to regretting anything.
Even the smallest of actions can have long reaching consequences… farther than any of us could ever possibly see. Sometimes there are glimpses… of a vast ocean of possibility… and then it isn’t there. Gone forever, and everything within it.
That is why I do not support abortion. It has nothing to do with political factions, or “morality”, or religion. Just… glimpses. Of what could have been.