Oct 03 2008
Living in my brother’s basement (My testimony, part II)
So now we move forward to be about 1988. I was living in my brother’s basement, drinking a lot, doing drugs (I’ve tried everything except for shooting up), dating mostly jerks…basically going nowhere.
Just before moving into my brother’s basement, I had gotten pregnant by my then “roommate boyfriend” and had decided not to keep the baby. He was starting to shove me around and I just couldn’t see living a life with him filled with beatings. I just couldn’t tolerate that. So, yes, I got an abortion. It continues to be my biggest regret in life. It hurt extremely, both physically and emotionally. I know that I am forgiven by Jesus, but it still brings tears to my eyes…even as I type this. This child would have been 20 years old this year. Wow.
Then, I met Jim.
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