Hello Everyone,
Welcome to the dirty confessions podcast. Today we are going to read the story of Nommmeee named person.
They confessed that, I tried to terminate my pregnancy the entire 9 months,
I never wanted kids ever, at the beginning of my relationship I specifically told my boyfriend I don’t want kids. Soon after I ended up pregnant at first I was happy but over time I started to panic and think awful things. I scheduled an appointment to get an abortion but I was to far along and it couldn’t be done. I planned everything out I bought a small jewelry box as a casket for my baby, I wrote and rehearsed a lie about having a miscarriage. I looked up ways to terminate a pregnancy at home, pills I could take, throwing myself down stairs. Yes I did, I even purposely fell on my stomach, laid flat on my back, starved myself. After everything, he was still alive and perfect after awhile I stopped and went into a depression and I still am. I was hoping something went wrong and he would be stillborn. Now 4 months later I still have theses thoughts I miss my old life, I miss sleeping all night, going out with friends, staying out all night I miss my old life. I feel trapped, and I can never escape this life but I do love my son so much. When I look at his cute smile and the way he looks at me I think about all the things I did and it makes me cry, I look at him and I apologize all the time. He is healthy and a happy baby but apart of me still wishes I went to the clinic sooner. I know what I did was wrong and I hate myself for it now. I’m sorry if this is to triggering to read but this is my confession.
Edit: I knew this would be an extreme confession, I didn’t post to seek sympathy. I am seeking therapy for those who keep suggesting. Adoption is not an option for me. This post was to simply get something I’ve had on my mind out. I know there are some who are upset about what I did and I understand that. I also forgot to clarify I used to travel pick up my stuff and go, I am not a drinker just simply traveling to places. There is a lot more that lead to my actions in this post.
I can’t reply to anymore comments but thank you for the lovely messages and the others telling me I’m horrible thank you. I respect everyone’s opinion I already excepted to get some backlash. My son is fine, I am in a much better place than I was before this was just to get it off my chest and vent..
This is the end of the confession. This submission has 6077 up votes on subreddit called r/confession. Thanks for listening.
