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‘Sharon’s story’ - I buried the abortion for 23 years, then one day I just lost it

By Sharon B.

'If I had given my child up for adoption, I could be reunited with a grown child...Instead, I'm a mess and he or she is dead.'

I was a young twenty-something – already a single mother.

The first time I got pregnant was as a teen, and I felt a powerful drive to protect my baby. It cost me a lot – even my home. But it was worth it.

I began having problems with my birth control method, and I wasn't prepared for sex, but my lover at the time pressured me into having sex anyway. Eventually I wound up with that same gut feeling that I was pregnant.

I don't know why, but I felt very scared this time, afraid to let everyone down again, and the father took abortion as a given. So I rationalized with myself that if I just needed to do it as soon as possible.

I did not let any weeks go by. I was in a state of panic, convinced that if I just did it as soon as possible, surely it wasn't a baby yet, not human. I turned my feelings off.

I had it done. I was asleep.

My feelings remained off for about 23 years. I became pro-life, but I refused to acknowledge my own abortion. I was still on Off. I married a great man and didn't tell him. I became a Christian and confessed all my sins, except that one. It was buried to such a depth that I'm still not sure how it came out.

And then, one day, I lost it – and I mean lost it. I couldn't drive straight. I had to park. I couldn't see straight. I was shaking. I couldn't move or breathe. Complete panic attack. All I kept thinking was, "If I had given my child up for adoption, I could be reunited with a grown child, possibly having the joy of having that child hand me flowers and tell me about his or her life. Instead, I'm a mess, and he or she is dead."

I struggled for months. I had to have an honest conversation with God. I shook with embarrassment as I told my husband. And now I am stuck – every single day, I am stuck with this. I'd cut off my right arm to choose differently.

I know I'm forgiven, but I guess it won't be until I get to heaven that it will feel like it.

Note: The author of this testimony prefers to remain anonymous. 'Sharon B.' is a pseudonym. 


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