I am alive today because I had access to safe and legal abortion.
Recently, I had a contraceptive device implanted in my arm. The peace of mind I get from having my autonomy secured and respecting the duality of life, especially as a survivor with PTSD, is truly a blessing.
Thank you to Planned Parenthood for protecting a reality that allows me to create a future where I intentionally, safely and lovingly bring life into this world with my soulmate.
The essential, life-saving services provided by Planned Parenthood are beyond deserving of the positive energy we offer with our donations.
Thank you, I love you!
Despite my family’s vocal support for abortion access, I never thought that it would be my personal choice to make. In 2007, I had a very healthy and bright 8-year-old daughter. I had an extremely difficult pregnancy with her, and was told by my doctor that the pregnancy would be risky. As an obese diabetic and with a history of pregnancy challenges, it was not safe for me to have another child. When I became pregnant, I knew it was the right decision to terminate the pregnancy. I immediately made an appointment at a local clinic, and was able to get an abortion within a few weeks. The care I received was amazing! Everyone I encountered was compassionate and kind, with no judgment.
I support Planned Parenthood to honor my dad’s memory and because of my own personal experience. With this 49th anniversary of Roe vs. Wade, we need to keep moving forward to make sure abortion is accessible to those who need it. I am sharing my story to protect reproductive rights, and help teach future generations the importance of fighting for reproductive justice for all.
When the relationship came to an abrupt end, I was devastated and returned to Pennsylvania to be with my family. In the middle of the heartache, I realized I had missed my period. When I got back home to California, I immediately took a pregnancy test and told Ray the news – despite being on birth control, I was pregnant.
I did not have the support I needed from my former partner and I was struggling with depression and anxiety, while also coping with PTSD. I knew the decision I had to make. I was able to access medication abortion that was covered by my health insurance, and my provider was phenomenal. Despite the lack of support and the hardships I was experiencing at the time, I felt fortunate. After my abortion, I had the freedom to get the mental health support that I needed and move closer to my family.
I am sharing my story because I know that abortion is essential healthcare, and I am glad I had it available to me. Everyone deserves access to abortion care without barriers. We all deserve the freedom to make our own decisions about our bodies, our lives, and our futures.
They told me they could no longer perform surgery due to me being pregnant, even though I told them I was going to have an abortion with 100 percent certainty.
I got dressed, and I left the hospital. As soon as I got to my car, I called Planned Parenthood to schedule my abortion.
The folks at PP got me scheduled quickly and locally. They were warm and compassionate and provided excellent care from start to finish.
I am a working-class poor mother, and I was able to get my abortion partially funded by a local nonprofit that provides abortion access funds to marginalized folks.
Without PP Keystone's services and continual support after my abortion, I’m not sure How I would have survived. I am so grateful for the medical care provided by Planned Parenthood. I will do anything I can to help protect this absolute STAPLE in our community.
Because of the quick and accessible medical care I was provided by Planned Parenthood Keystone, I was able to have my abortion, and then reschedule my ear surgery for the end of that summer.
Throughout the years, my aunt kept digging for any bit of information about her mother. It turns out that the kidney infection she developed was worsened by the pregnancy no one knew about. And the illegal, “back alley” abortion she received may be what ultimately killed her.
It's hard to know for certain whether she chose to have an abortion for medical reasons or because her children kept coming so fast and so frail. Or because my grandfather was an alcoholic with a volcanic temper. Or because they had very little money.
When I hear my mother and my aunt talk about their childhood, it seems so hard. My grandmother must have felt at the edge of a precipice. The shame of what she went through was enough to erase every last scrap of her being.
I think of all the lives she touched, including mine, and how much better, how much richer our lives would be had she lived.
Like many stories, this one has a twist. I was about my grandmother's age: new mom to a six month-old; a stepmom of two; working two jobs; managing financial pressures due to a recession; experiencing exhaustion and depression. And then, I got pregnant.
My husband and I decided a pregnancy was something we could not handle. So, with the help of my doctor, and without the pressure of shame or judgement, I got an abortion. Because of this, today I can tell my grandmother's story. I am a mother, a step-grandmother, a sister, a daughter, a volunteer and most of all, I can endeavor to contribute as much as I can to a better world.
I wish my story could have been my grandmother's story, too. Her choice was the right one for her and her family, but lack of access killed her. This is why today I loudly say: keep abortion safe and legal. I am sharing my story to show that abortion is health care, and access must be protected.
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