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Michael
Vermont,
United States
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I was living in Stowe, VT with a young woman I met in California in 1995. We were dating for a couple of years and had a rocky relationship. We loved each other, but didn't really know how to handle it. We both came from divorced parents who had no religion at all.
My California girl did not handle VT Winter well. Unfortunately, there were nights where she didn't come home, and I found out she was having an affair.
Late one winter day, she revealed that she was pregnant, and she couldn't be sure if the baby was mine or not. I told my Mom, and she knew that her friends were desperately trying to have a baby and would love to adopt. Unfortunately, my girlfriend had terrible morning sickness and was totally overwhelmed by the pregnancy.
She contacted Planned Parenthood, and we went there for a consult. They pitched abortion like it was the best thing that ever happened, I think I started to glaze over and fade away as they described how abortion was the answer to all of my girlfriend’s problems. A couple of days later, on a bitter cold VT winter day, we were there and having an abortion. I was able to accompany her to the procedure area, and I held her hand through the whole thing. It was terrible! She was yelling out in pain, there was another lady down the hall yelling out in pain, it was a bloody mess. I was overcome by the whole situation, and I had a tear roll down my cheek as I began to tremble. The abortionist leaned over towards me and firmly insisted that I not let my girlfriend see me get emotional. We were both traumatized by the experience and never talked about it, nor did Planned Parenthood encourage us to talk to anyone about it.
Our relationship crashed and burned after that. We both drowned out our feelings in drugs and alcohol, and we broke up. She went back to California, and I stayed in VT, spending the next several years drinking, drugging, and slipping from one bad relationship to the next. I never allowed myself to think about the abortion.
Fast forward to 2012. After years of substance abuse and being lost, I sobered up and met a lovely young lady. We converted to Catholicism, after both being raised in almost religion-free homes. We got married and conceived a child. It was at our first ultrasound, when we were at 9 weeks, when it all came crashing back into my mind. I watched that beautiful little nine week old baby in the womb and really realized for the first time what a terrible thing had occurred with my girlfriend’s abortion. It was clear to me that a murder had occurred.
I then became more passionate and involved with the Pro-Life effort and began sharing my story.
After not speaking to my ex-girlfriend for at least 10 years, she called me and one of the first things she said was "I'm sorry about the abortion.” I can't believe what an enormous tragedy abortion is, and how Planned Parenthood acts like it's No Big Deal. I know that there are millions of people just like us out there.
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