In 2001 I was 15 years old and experienced a pregnancy that still impacts my life today.
|In a case of social norms I would never promote teenage pregnancy. As a mother of two in my mid 30's I aim to provide my children with a
healthy sexual education, however it was no easy task to break a cycle and set an example. I grew up in a single parent household and
was conceived out of wedlock, which caused the perceptions of myself were and remain very negative. This heavily included sex and I was sexually
active at a very young age and by 15 was in a relationship. I became pregnant by a young man who was heavily addicted to alcohol and
drugs, and the relationship became very violent. I remember being kicked in the stomach and shortly around the end of the first
trimester I had a miscarriage. There is no way that in the toxic environment I could have carried full term yet I blamed myself for many years
as a child killer. I shared about the experience for the first time in a trauma support community. One of the group leaders asked me if I had
ever really grieved the loss of the child. I realized there that I had not and began looking for ways to heal and one of those ways includes
sharing my truth with others. In my experience a burden shared is a burden lessened.