I had an abortion almost a week ago and it just hit me today. It's amazing how you can weigh all your options and although you figuire your chosing the least regretful choice but you never know until it's done.
I was fine until I found a peice of paper with the names of my planned children and knowing that this was a boy has made it harder than I could have ever imagined, yet I'm still not sure that I wouldn't do it again. I think the biggest regret has been not telling the father. He may or may not have had the right to help decide the fate of his son since he hasn't had anything to do with my life since july, but I feel an ackward obligation to him.
The emotions that flooded my mind today were unbalievable. I have never felt that guilty and out of no where just started crying.