[quote ldontWanna]@NotthesameNotok since you like stories so much I have one for you.
You're 16. You're pregnant. You live in a time and place where abortion is illegal, and unwed mothers aren't acceptable in society. You're away at school and let's presume the best case scenario where you got pregnant during consensual sex(because I don't have the exact details on that). You start starving yourself so the teachers won't notice your pregnancy. You've heard about back streets abortions but your family can't afford one and even if they did you're too terrified to tell them. You're scared and alone,you have no idea what will happen or when. How all this works. You have no one to talk to. You stop going home for the holidays because it's harder to hide.
It's Christmas 1985. You gave birth two days ago. Alone,scared ,in pain. It didn't go well ,but you're alive and so is the baby. They keep asking you to hold or nurse the baby. You hide under the blankets and refuse to see her, because you can't. Because you know you can't take her home. Because she will stay in that plastic box and she needs to get used to it. You hear her cry sometimes,or hear the nurses talking about her. She doesn't eat much and refusing milk from a spoon, but she doesn't need much anyways due to so many months of her starving too. You're alone,you're scared ,you're in pain. Some of the nurses are kind ,but that hurt even more sometimes. Some are efficient and to the point ,they're actually ok. Some look at you with disgust and judgement and reinforce every single feeling of shame ,guilt and loneliness you have.
Your mum comes because you finally caved and couldn't cope anymore and just needed her. She reinforces the fact that the baby is not going home with you. She tells the nurses trying to convince her that "if we take it home he'll shoot us both."
It's Boxing Day. You pack up and leave with your mum. You're weak and frail and somehow still alone. It will never be talked about. You will say you had a horrible tummy bug and your mum came to pick you up and bring you home to recover. You leave. You haven't seen your daughter. You never will.
The baby is still crying in her plastic box.[/quote]
Here’s a ‘story’ for you seeing as YOU like ‘stories’
Imagine it’s 2000
You’re 18
You’re a victim of severe emotional and physical abuse.
You manage to get a job and a boyfriend and get pregnant because of your abusive upbringing you had no sex education.
You decide to keep the baby
Your mother won’t let you and takes your phone and messages your boyfriend to say it’s over don’t contact me again.
You are forced to write a resignation to your work.
She Locks you in and you have HG and you are not allowed out at all except to the appts arranges for you to have to see a dr/hospital for an abortion. But you’re further along than you realise but she tells you ‘it’s not a baby yet’
You tell the drs what she is doing and they don’t believe you as she says you have emotional difficulties
You tell the nurse and you tell anyone who will listen and nobody helps.
You go one week but run out scared and she beats you when you get home and with kids food so you rebook
You go through with it not realising how traumatic it will be and that by this stage it is a very small but formed baby / fetus
You are traumatised
You are told afterwards how they did the procedure by your mother and she says the baby was ‘thrown in the hospital incinerator like the rest of the rubbish’
Imagine that ?
If that was you you’d want your daughters educated properly wouldn’t you ?
You’d want women to know facts and the truth .
Abortion is a necessary service and should always be available but there needs to be more education around it