All in Three Abortions

“I understand that this spirit is going back to the light, to spirit world. And I know what I have to do. I know the offerings I have to give, the altar that I have to set up, the ways in which I can continue talking to this spirit. I know that these spirits are always going to walk with me and my family. They are members of this family. That’s it. I am at peace.” Read more and listen to the audio version.

“I felt incredibly lucky. As a college student before becoming a physician, I had worked in a public hospital in Arequipa, Peru, where women were brought when they had unfinished "illegal" abortions. They were denounced by the healthcare providers because it was illegal and they often were not given any pain medicines. And they had many horrible, long-term consequences, including infections, infertility, chronic pain.” Read more.

“By the time I was in my 20s, I was addicted to crack and heroin, and was essentially homeless, sleeping on friend’s couches and in vacant homes. During this time I had three abortions, which was exactly the right thing to do. I was desperate and irresponsible, but I knew enough to know I didn’t want to bring addicted babies into my crazy world.” Read more.

“I was only 4.5 weeks along, but I had already been able to see the gestational sac. I was very anxious precisely because of the illegal situation in the country where I live (DR) and I was afraid that something would happen to me and everyone would find out and of course a complication. This is my third abortion, my second with misoprostol.”

“Tenía solo 4.5 semanas, pero ya había podido ver el saco gestacional. Estuve muy ansiosa precisamente por la situación de ilegalidad en el país donde vivo (RD) y tenía miedo que algo me pasara y todos se enteraran y por supuesto una complicación. Es mi tercer aborto, el segundo con misoprostol.”
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“He wanted the child no matter what; he said it is his right. And yes, we did not use protection; he 'put it out'. He tried to cheat me several times by not putting it out. Yet, I still could not get away. I was addicted to his caressing; he could be so gentle with me, I wanted to believe he loved me. Until he one day did it again. I felt so cheated. A few days after, a neighbor told me he saw him kissing another neighbor. I was in a state of shock.” Read more.