Our Abortion Stories: ‘The Justices Who Signed the Dobbs Opinion Do Not Care About 14-Year-Old Me’


Rachel Nix, 24, sits on a curb whereas processing the Dobbs v. Jackson Ladies’s Well being Group ruling in entrance of the U.S. Supreme Court docket on June 24, 2022 in Washington, D.C. (Brandon Bell / Getty Photographs)

On June 24, the Supreme Court docket overturned the longstanding precedents of Roe v. Wade, representing the most important blow to girls’s constitutional rights in historical past. Our Abortion Stories chronicles readers’ experiences of abortion pre- and post-Roe. Abortions are sought by a variety of individuals, for a lot of completely different causes. There isn’t a single story. Telling tales of then and now reveals how important abortion has been and continues to be for ladies and ladies.

The autumn of Roe will pressure abortion entry nationwide. We can not, we should not, lose the fitting to secure and accessible abortion or entry to contraception. Assist Ms. proceed the combat right this moment. Share your abortion story by emailing [email protected], and sign our “We Have Had Abortions” petition.

Editor’s word: These tales have been excerpted and flippantly edited for readability.

The day Roe overturned, one reminiscence monopolized my thoughts. 

I used to be 14 and my mom acquired a name from the YWCA. It was time to take a being pregnant check. My physique was numb, following the worst night time of my life: the night time I used to be raped. 

An older boy invited me to look at a film on a brilliant day in June. I made it by way of freshman yr and eventually felt comfy in my teenage pores and skin. 

We by no means watched the film. As soon as alone in his room, we talked and kissed. We drank horrible vodka, his eyes turned glazed and the whole lot within the room turned darker. I bear in mind yelling, pleading for him to cease. Him flipping me over like a rag doll. I bear in mind watching it occur, suspended within the air within the nook of the room. I bear in mind screaming. He wasn’t listening. My voice didn’t matter. 

The rape (or “incident” as everybody referred to as it), the forensic examination on the YWCA and the courtroom course of that adopted all had one thing in widespread: I had no company. 

The being pregnant check was adverse. “Thank God,” my mom mentioned. 

I’ve lived a full life. I turned a lawyer. I lived in Spain. I made it to South America, danced within the streets of Buenos Aires. I’ve beloved deeply and have accepted love. 

However I can’t ignore the time after I collapsed on the kitchen ground and traced the veins in my wrist with a butcher knife. That lady on the ground is me, as a lot as the girl accepting a juris doctorate diploma is me.

Over 20 years later, on one other brilliant day in June, I learn Roe v. Wade had been overturned. My companion held me as I cried. I used to be 14 once more and questioning: What if the being pregnant check had been constructive? If I had been raped in a post-Roe world, would I’ve been ready to decide on to have an abortion? Would I nonetheless be alive right this moment? 

The justices who signed onto the Dobbs opinion don’t care about 14-year-old me. They made clear that my voice doesn’t matter nor does my physique. Forcing an individual to hold an undesirable being pregnant will end in trauma and even dying. 

I mourn for the individuals who can be harm on this post-Roe world. I would like them to know that they’re not alone. I’ve identified helplessness. I’ve identified despair. I do know that my voice is now highly effective, particularly when amplified by the voices of others. We can not let six regressive Justices have the final phrase.


When Roe was handed, I used to be 11. I bear in mind my grandma crying. All she mentioned was, ‘Now they are often secure.’

I had been on the tablet for 5 years again in 1977 when it failed me and I turned pregnant. The day after I discovered, I boarded a Greyhound to an abortion clinic 60 miles away.

I had simply taken a seat when two clergymen in Roman collars boarded. They made their means down the aisle and sat down in entrance of me. I clutched my duffel with my gown, slippers, sanitary napkins and money tucked safely inside, as if the clergymen posed some form of menace. I spent the hour-long experience staring on the backs of their heads, at first defensively, after which with contempt because it dawned on me that an abortion would excommunicate me from the Catholic Church. It shocked me to understand I really welcomed it. My mom was a Protestant and I had grown up subconsciously defending her from the Church’s delicate however ever-present hostility towards non-Catholics. I appreciated the thought of being an outsider, a maverick, a dissident. Of lastly changing into my mom’s daughter. 

My mom, after I lastly advised her, was sorry I hadn’t referred to as her for a experience and needed to make my option to the clinic alone. Whether or not she supported a girl’s proper to decide on regardless of her eight youngsters or due to them, I can’t say.

Ann Kozak

My grandmother advised me that one among her nieces turned pregnant whereas her husband was preventing within the Vietnam Conflict. She got here to my grandmother for assist. My grandmother was the favourite aunt to all her nieces and nephews.

My grandmother was a staunch Catholic, every day rosary, and went to church at the very least two instances per week. We have now relations who’re clergymen.

My grandmother had compassion for her niece and was capable of finding “a spot.” She mentioned it was terrible. Her niece survived, unable to have youngsters afterwards.

When Roe was handed, I used to be 11. I bear in mind my grandma crying. All she mentioned was, “Now they are often secure.”

Maria Briscese

Even a medically secure abortion can’t be really secure whether it is unlawful and shrouded in secrecy.

My Aunt Sally had a medically secure abortion in 1953. She was a doctor, and her abortionist was additionally a doctor. She had entry to a secure methodology of abortion, and the abortion was carried out within the hospital the place they labored.

The aftermath of her abortion, nevertheless, was removed from secure. Her abortionist was additionally her lover.

Dr. Sarah Matteson, as she was identified professionally, was the primary feminine chief resident in psychiatry at Robust Memorial Hospital in Rochester, N.Y. She was working intently with Dr. George Engel on cutting-edge remedies in psychosomatic drugs. Having a toddler would have interrupted her promising profession, maybe completely.

Sally’s lover, Paul, was a common practitioner who had served in World Conflict II as a public relations officer, reporting from scenes of carnage on the European entrance. He had survivors’ guilt, now acknowledged as a symptom of PTSD. He and Sally had been relationship for 3 years. She had tried to interrupt off the connection a number of instances, however felt monumental guilt about abandoning him in his fragile state.

Someday after the abortion, Sally and Paul went to a diner close to the hospital throughout a break from the night time shift. As they returned to Robust Memorial, on tennis courts behind the hospital, Paul pulled out a gun and shot Sally twice, within the face and within the stomach. Then he shot himself within the head. Sally survived the taking pictures, however Paul didn’t.

The nice promise of Sally’s profession evaporated. She didn’t return to her place as chief resident. Sally did proceed her profession in psychiatry, however not on the heady ranges she had been aiming for whereas at Robust. She by no means labored full-time once more.

Sally’s bodily wounds had been seen on her face. Half her face was paralyzed because of the taking pictures, so her smile was crooked. She additionally misplaced her listening to in her proper ear, and sometimes cupped her left ear to listen to higher. She was nonetheless stunningly stunning. 

Sally needed to deal with an undesirable being pregnant, the danger of unlawful abortion, in addition to the added burden of taking good care of her mentally fragile lover. 

Although Sally’s abortion was medically secure, it price her her profession, left her with lifelong guilt concerning the suicide of her lover and stored her silent on the subject for 52 years. She suffered from melancholy and alcoholism her total grownup life.

As we face a way forward for recriminalized abortion in lots of states, I wish to add Sally’s story to the various accounts of pre-Roe abortion. Even a medically secure abortion can’t be really secure whether it is unlawful and shrouded in secrecy. 

Alice Knox Eaton

Sign and share Ms.’s relaunched “We Have Had Abortions” petition—whether or not you your self have had an abortion, or just stand in solidarity with those that have—to let the Supreme Court docket, Congress and the White Home know: We won’t surrender the fitting to secure, authorized, accessible abortion.

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