Should Have Been Aborted

I had given up hope.

My entire life, I had never made any connections with anyone in my past biologically related to me. I had scant information about my birthmom, but nothing actionable. I didn't even know her first name.

I was told she was white. My biological "father" was black. And I wasn't planned. At all.

I was conceived in rape yet adopted in love. Out of 13 children in my family, I was the first of 10 adopted. Each of us had narratives the world uses to justify violently disappearing the "unplanned." In fact, my upcoming book is called "Should Have Been Aborted." It shatters the lies of a movement that dehumanizes the "unwanted" and exploits vulnerable women. 

I thank God (every day) I didn't become an abortion statistic, and I owe it to my birthmom's courage. I cannot imagine the pain she endured at the hands of a rapist. But I'm forever grateful she didn't make me endure a painful end at the hands of an abortionist. Instead, she chose adoption and put me into the hands of two amazing parents who loved me despite how I came to be.

Back in 2023, I applied to receive my original birth certificate in Pennsylvania. I thought for sure I would be rejected, considering the circumstances of my conception. Within two weeks, it was in my mailbox. I was so nervous to open it.

As I pulled the long-awaited piece of........

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