Lucy Samuel was in a committed relationship with a man she trusted. She was 25 and had a steady income. She grew up in a privileged home and had a supportive family.
But she admitted that she and her boyfriend were irresponsible. She didn’t use birth control pills because they gave her chronic headaches, often resorting to Plan B instead. Only, once it didn’t work. Five weeks after taking the pill, she discovered that she was pregnant.
CaraFem, an abortion clinic that advertises itself as an upscale facility, recently published Lucy’s story as part of its “efforts to bust abortion stigma.” Her story fits in with a larger, pro-abortion effort to convince the public that abortion is nothing more than a normal medical procedure.
Her story continued:
I imagine that if we had been trying to get pregnant, the inexplicable nausea and excruciatingly sore boobs would have been less like alarm bells and more like the funky finger-snapping intro from Love on Top, but for someone who still wanted to backpack through southeast Asia, get a Master’s degree and maybe try hallucinogenic mushrooms, it was a very ominous feeling. I bought a box of pregnancy tests at CVS, took them one after the other, and then sat down on the hardwood floor outside my bathroom and said a lot of swears.
In truth it was nothing like the movies (this was before Obvious Child); I didn’t agonize over the decision for even a second. My boyfriend did not offer an opinion or any kind of dissent, he just showed up, emotionally and physically, and sat with me while I held my head in my hands, while I called my parents, and then while I stared at my living room rug for what seems in memory like at least six days. My mom’s reaction to the news gelled perfectly with how I felt about it, which is to say that she reacted as if I’d said I had a horrible case of the flu. She wasn’t angry or shocked or speechless, she just wanted to bring me over some food and make sure I had called the doctor.
She said she cried before her appointment at Planned Parenthood and again when she got there; but she would not admit that her sadness had anything to do with her unborn child – “I think I just felt overwhelmed and suddenly, paralyzingly grown-up.”
Planned Parenthood gave her abortion pills, which she took at home with her family nearby. Samuel described her abortion as a “sudden onslaught of severe, sinister cramps, a sort of out-of-body moment in the bathroom when I looked down and saw something I didn’t totally recognize.”
Afterward, however, she said her abortion gave her “the freedom to continue making plans and dreaming big.”
There are many problem with these tragic attempts to normalize abortion, the first being that abortions destroy innocent human being’s lives. It’s a scientific fact that a new, unique human life begins at the moment of conception. An abortion kills that unborn baby’s life, but these stories rarely even mention the word baby.
Many of these women also contradict themselves by admitting the pain involved with their abortions. Abortion advocates want people to view abortion as just another medical procedure when they themselves admit that it is not that way. People typically do not cry when they have to have a tooth or an appendix removed; but women often feel sad and troubled by their abortions. Like Samuel, however, many deny the source of that pain.
Abortion stigma is not a problem. Abortion is the problem. It kills unborn babies and hurts their mothers. It is this pain and death that we should be working to eradicate, so that every woman and her baby have the freedom to dream big.