Two pink lines. Two goddamn pink lines. It didn't really register at first, in fact it still hasn't really registered.
I took a second test and I saw the same two pink lines again. I spent most of the afternoon trying to convince myself that the 99.9% accuracy label on the box meant nothing but I needed to know for sure so I scheduled a doctor appointment for the next morning.
I tried to hold back the tears as the doctor told me the test was positive. He was really nice about it though. He asked how I felt about abortion and I told him I feel very strongly that it is wrong. He asked other things like if I would keep the baby and I said yes. No matter the situation, I think life, or the potential for life, should be respected.
There was alot more on my mind that day. Like the fact that I could never tell him. And what if she found out. How disappointed will my parents be, what will people say or think?
I felt scared. I felt different like this couldn't be happening, I'm too young to deal with this, and I am so confused.
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