“It started out like probably most other teenage relationships. I saw this girl at school. She looked cute. I started asking about her from friends that we had in common. I finally approached her and we hit it off. You know…normal, nothing extraordinary, but it was a pretty good start.
Then, as time went on, I got a little antsy about things. I kind of wanted to go beyond the basics, but at first she didn’t want to. I definitely wasn’t going to force her, so I chilled and just enjoyed hanging out with her. Our relationship was approaching the one year anniversary mark. I know because she constantly reminded me of this. When I realized that it was a whole year, I figured I would try to nudge her along a bit. I was so ready for a more physical relationship at that point..and lucky me…so was she!
That was the start of our “new” relationship and plenty of physical encounters. We generally used some sort of birth control, but not always. I was really loving life and we started making all types of future plans. We were both about to graduate and college was our next move. It all seemed cool until that day. She broke the news. I thought to myself, “My girlfriend is pregnant. What now?” I was absolutely, positively NOT ready to be anybody’s dad. I was scared and completely confused.”
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