Thank you to the OP and others for sharing your stories. It’s good to know that others have had a similar experience as mine, and that I’m not the only woman in the world who never wanted kids and who doesn’t feel particularly guilty about the abortion I had. I don’t mean to imply that I’m “pro-abortion” and think it’s a good thing, of course. I wish it hadn’t happened, but I’ve never felt really guilty about it. But I’ve often thought that I’m supposed to feel guilty about it and that maybe there’s something wrong with me because I don’t.
This was in the 1980’s, and I was a couple of years out of college. My partner and I had a birth control failure. He was willing to go along with whatever I wanted to do, and we had been dating long enough that the idea of marriage wasn’t out of the question. But as someone else mentioned, I’m sure he was relieved at my final decision. Both of us were really just getting started out in our careers and neither one of us wanted or were financially or emotionally prepared to have kids.
I can’t think of a single time, up to and including now, when I wanted kids or looked back and wished I had them. It’s not that I don’t like children. In fact, in younger children, I quite enjoy both their lack of a filter (saying exactly what the see/feel/think) and their sense of awe about the world because so much is new to them. So as long as there’s someone I can hand them back to after a little while, I’m totally cool with kids and can enjoy their company. I’ve just never, ever had the slightest desire to have one.
And I knew at the time back then that I was just not the mothering type, and that in general I’m too “into” my career and doing my own thing (or too selfish, however you want to look at it) to be a good mother.
After I found out I was pregnant, all of the above went through my mind very quickly. Can’t say as I spent much time thinking about it. I simply knew immediately that having and raising a child wasn’t an option that made any kind of sense for me or for the possible child. I thought briefly about what it would mean to go through with the pregnancy and then give up the kid for adoption. That just didn’t seem right to me, either, for various reasons both of self-interest and otherwise. As a female working through some pretty difficult opposition in an all-male field (at the time), even just being pregnant would have a serious affect on my career back then even if I gave it up for adoption. There were and are plenty of kids already who need a loving home and parents, and I couldn’t see adding to that by having a kid and then putting it into an unknown adoption situation where their life could turn out amazing, or where they could end up in the worst kind of family situation. I’m pretty sure that not knowing how that turned out would’ve caused me much more guilt in the long run than having an abortion.
Again, I recognize that may be considered purely selfishness on my part. But I can’t imagine that a 6 week old fetus could have any sense of “lost opportunity” at not being allowed to come to term, so to me that’s less of a loss to a “potential person” and to society than some of the horrid things I could imagine from an adoption situation. (And please don’t take this as an insult to adoptive parents, I’m sure most are very good people who provide a good family situation for the adopted children. But I’m equally sure that there are a few times when that’s totally not the case, either. ) And what if the kid was born with physical imperfections or whatever that made them not easily adoptable? Would it be fair of me to subject him/her to a childhood in “the system” without having a real family at all?
So, in a perfect world, I would rather there not have to be any abortions ever. But I’m glad there was, and still is for the time being, a choice and still think it was the only realistic and rational choice for me.
Thank you for giving me a place to get this out. The only people that know about my abortion, before now, are the people at the clinic (whoever they were) and the guy in question, who I lost track of years ago. While I’ve had no guilt about my decision, I’ve had significant guilt over the fact that I haven’t felt guilty about it, if that makes any sense.
Edited for typo.