She Says She Regrets the Abortions That Left Her 13 Years in Marriage Without a Child

For a long time, I lived a lifestyle I thought was filled with freedom, adventure, and endless possibilities. I was young, attractive, and moving from one relationship to the next without thinking about tomorrow. Back then, I convinced myself that life would always remain that simple and carefree.

I made decisions I assumed had no long-term impact, even though a part of me sensed I was taking dangerous risks. The heaviest burden I carry today comes from the abortions I went through in my early twenties. I felt I wasn’t ready to raise a child, but now those choices haunt me deeply.

When I finally got married at 27, everything about my life shifted. My husband, a gentle and loving man from Kazo, made me desire a stable home and children of my own. We kept trying to conceive—first for months, then for years—yet nothing changed. Each time I saw an expectant mother, my heart shattered, reminding me of the babies I chose not to keep.

I began turning all the blame toward myself. Thirteen years later, I still have no child. I wept quietly every night, pretending to be strong during the day while hope slowly faded inside me. My marriage also started to tremble as my husband’s relatives whispered hurtful things behind my back. By the fourth year of trying, I had…TO READ MORE, TAP HERE