After losing a pregnancy, I thought the worst was finally behind me. The experience was so traumatic that I made the decision to step back and not try for a baby anytime soon. I was still healing—physically and emotionally—when my boyfriend’s behavior started to shift. He became distant, moody, and then suddenly… aggressive.
One night, he pressured me to sleep with him. I gave in because he was crying, but when he climbed on top of me, I begged him not to finish inside me. He did anyway. I felt violated and powerless in a way I never expected from someone I loved.
The next morning, a friend helped me get Plan B. I thought I had avoided the nightmare of another pregnancy. But today, the test turned positive. I’m not happy. I’m not excited. I’m terrified. My body starts shaking with panic attacks every time I think about it.
I haven’t told him yet. I don’t even know if I can. He was never like this before, and I don’t know how to process the man he’s become. Right now, all I can do is breathe and write this down, because my heart is breaking and my mind feels trapped.
