To everyone on this forum:
YES, I am 16 years old. YES, I am a teenager. I think we've established this fact already. "...You're 16 years old..." - yes, I know...
I get the generalizations. I get that most people my age don't care about anything other than MySpace, partying, drinking, and sex. Though it sickens me to somehow be related to them, I can't do anything about what they want to do with their life.
I, am not like most people my age. (I don't care if you don't believe me.) I will never drink, smoke, or do drugs. I do not gossip and I do not hang around anyone that causes drama. I get good grades, I care about my future, and I have a curiosity and a desire to learn. I'm not perfect; I have maturing to do, and I am aware of this.
I think that I am good person. I don't care if people don't agree with that. I am confident in who I am. I am here because I feel strongly about this issue. I am here to debate it and give my opinion. I am not here to start drama or fight with anyone. No, I don't think it's fun. I stand up for myself; I'm not wrong for that, but I don't feel I should have to. This thread has gotten to the point where it's not even about abortion anymore. If you feel you must judge me for my age, and you can't get that out of your mind without getting to know me and my views first, then so be it. But please don't expect me to answer back to you any longer. This thread is about abortion, and that is what is going to be about from now on - atleast on my part. Judge me as you wish. Also, I am sorry if I offended anyone. I let myself become offended at a couple of occasions and I treated the person in the same manner. Okay well I'm just blabbering now so that's all..
Ok, let me say a few things about this post, Leah, if I may.
I'm 27. I drink. I smoke. I don't do drugs anymore, though I used to. I do not gossip, nor do I hang around anyone who does. I got top grades and finished highschool and college at the top of my class. I have a desire to learn and always have. I care about my future.
I had a child when in highschool. I had him because at that time, I didn't believe in abortion for MYSELF. I'd had friends who had them and I never treated them differently because I respected their decisions, but I, myself, couldn't have done it. I've raised him
alone since the moment he was born. I also continued to go to highschool and then put myself through college, while working full time just so my son would have someone to look up to. I've screwed up in my life and I am not perfect, but because of my drive and perserverence, I've been the best mother my son could hope for, while at the same time working and going to school so he could also have someone as a role model in his life.
While I was in college, I got pregnant again, through stupid and careless mistakes. I assessed my situation and the situation of the child I already had.
I could not afford to continue school and work and take care of another child with the salary I had. As it was, my time was limited with my son. If I had another to take care of, it would be even less so. Both children would end up with less, financially than my one son already have and both would end up with less of a mother. I made the decision to have an abortion. It was a hard decision, but one I felt I needed to make on the behalf of my child that was already here.
Today, my son is 10. I'm still taking care of him alone. I'm STILL going to school to make a better person out of myself and give him a better person to look up to. I work three jobs just to give him everything I think he should have.
I think I am a good person. I am confident in myself and who I am. My beautiful boy was born 9 weeks earlier at less than 4 lbs because my body was not ready to carry a child at that point. I'm am 27 now. My son is 10 and is just as smart, happy and energetic as any other child, though the doctors told me it could have gone either way, given his premature-ness. My life and that of my boy is what it should be and only got that way because of the hard decisions I've made over the last ten years.
You don't want anyone judging you, so now please tell me, now that you know my life story and that of my child's, Am I a horrible person? Am I a murderer? Am I someone who should be condemned and ridiculed and ostricized?