“Truth or Dare?”
I look at the familiar faces in the the room all expecting me to answer the simple question. It wasn’t as simple as it seemed though. I’ve had this secret weighing me down for years. But was I ready to finally share it?
Nervously I look at each person in the room as I open my mouth to speak.
“Truth is… As I lay on that bed that day… Numb… Scared… Confused… I knew. I just knew that I wouldn’t be able to toss this memory aside and forget it ever happened.
I forced myself not to look down as the doctor performed the procedure. Forced myself to block out their conversation too. My focus point was the blank wall straight ahead. “This will be over soon”, I comforted myself.
As the doctor tugged I saw the blood splatter on my focus point. Reality set in tight then. It was to late to make them stop. They were ripping my baby to pieces and I had allowed them to.
You see the truth is I walked in there pregnant and when I walked out a few hours later I was just slightly fat.”
“Ok, Ok dare” I finally say, smiling. I’m not ready to share that truth with even my closest friends. “Abortion is not something I’m proud of and something I’ll regret for the rest of my life.”
*This story is fictional yet the emotions are based on true life stories.
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