I’ve been married for 6 months now. I adore my husband & have always been 100% honest with him. Until now because I’ve got a secret. About a month

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I’ve been married for 6 months now.
I adore my husband & have always been 100% honest with him. Until now because I’ve got a secret. About a month after our wedding my period was late. I was freaking out as I take my birth control responsibly. And I am still unsure if I ever want children but definitely not now. I told him my fear & his reaction scared me more. He was ecstatic. He told me if I was we would figure it out. But financially it made no sense. I already work two jobs & he work 6 days a week 12 hour shifts. Yet we still have debt up to our neck. I took a pregnancy test one night while he was working. I was pregnant. I was devastated. I made an appointment two days later at an abortion clinic. They confirmed I was pregnant just over 4 weeks. I returned the next day & took the pill to stop my pregnancy from progressing & the following day I took the other two pills. Passing the embryo was painful but nothing more physically painful as a regular menstrual period for me. I wish I could have just never been pregnant, like I told my husband. But I don’t regret my decision to end the pregnancy. I am definitely not prepared to carry a pregnancy to term let alone raise a child. My only regret is being dishonest with my husband. But I felt I couldn’t tell him. We’d disagree on what should be done. Then with me going through with it I could see him carrying guilt in his heart. Now he gets to pursue better for himself. He gets to focus on his own goals & we get to share building our future together. I just am pained to know I will forever carry this secret. I hate that I have lied to him. I love him. But it’s done & I’ve accepted my choice. I wish I had never become pregnant but I’m so thankful I had the choice to stop it. I’m grateful to not have been forced into parenthood or carrying a pregnancy.

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My older sister (six yeaes older) was mybbully for years starting when i was 6. I amninsanely ticklish and the day she learned it could make me wet myself she was merciless. Our mother did nothing. My sister would hold me down and sit on me and torture me almost every day. Before i even hit puberty she brought her mean girl friends intonit at slumber parties and even at end of school dsy while i had to walk home with wet pants. One day she made me wet myself and when i was changing busted in on me mocking me anatomically. Sometimes i would suffer an involuntary erection and get mocked for that too. One day she and her friends cornered me at the local public pool held me and yanked off my trunks and i had to run to locler room naked until a lifeguard got my trunks back. The pool banned them for the rest of the summer and they followed and attacked me on the wsy home from school and held me down and stripped .lme and tickled me and ran with my clothes and i had to rin and sneak home trying to avoid being seen. A neighbor mom saw it all and cslled the police. She got dresssed down and from then on woild only try it solo at home. She would sneak into my room early morning and sit in me and wake me up tickling me with a full bladder. She was a comolete monster it did not stop until she left home for college. To this day we do not speak and are not home at same time for holidays. My mother still says i was too weak or sensitive and should get over it. To this day i am completely afraid of women and even in a medical setting cannot undress even partially around a woman.

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