"I was 17, I was ill for weeks and never thought I would be pregnant as I'm on the pill. One day my mum was really worried as I was constantly being sick, so I took a test. Using a clear blue which said 3+ weeks. I turned out to be nine. My decision was rushed so much, I didn't know what to do. I was so young and I felt like I had no one to turn to.
My boyfriend wasn't very supportive, he told me he'd leave me if I kept it as he wasn't ready to be a father. I'm still with him to this day, and it's changed things. I'm miserable, I feel like I killed my own child for the sake of losing a man who couldn't own up and take care of his responsibilities. Even if he didn't ask for it.
Sometimes it feels like I was thinking about no one but him. Not my baby, not me but him. I'm now 18 still so young and I keep the picture of my first scan next to my bed. I can't get rid of it. It's part of me. I feel like I'll never get over it, but who can I talk too?" —Anonymous