You clearly have no idea what it’s like to grow up poor.
I grew up with a single mother as I’m the result of an unwanted teen pregnancy. We weren’t exactly living the high life as she struggled to provide for both of us. I lived the life of a latch-key kid and spent a lot of time alone while she worked to keep food on our table.
Even though we didn’t have a lot, we loved each other and are best friends to this day. I can assure you that I was at high risk of being aborted and am truly happy to be here, fighting for the lives of our prenatal children also at risk of being abandoned to abortion.
Being poor is no reason to kill an innocent child. There is no reason good enough to kill an innocent child.
And before anyone sends me messages wishing that she had aborted me, save those keystrokes. Enough bandwidth has already been wasted trying to hurt me with that regret.
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