My parents forced me to get rid of the child in order not to disgrace myself. And they were not interested in the fact that doctors later gave me a terrible diagnosis. But fate eventually punished my father for destroying my life so cruelly.

I was young when I met that scoundrel. He courted me beautifully, complimented me, in general, behaved like a perfect man, but he disappeared as soon as he got what he wanted. I had a hard time with our divorce, but I did not even notice that our meetings did not pass without consequences.

I was confused when I found out I was pregnant. I decided not to tell my mother anything. But since I realized that I could not hide my pregnancy for a long time, because at that time I was already in the fourth month, I decided to tell her. She informed my father about everything. I heard only accusations from him.

– It would have been better if you had not been born, – my mother said.

My parents were afraid that we would be disgraced and persuaded me to get rid of the child, despite the fact that it would affect my health. I understood that I could not cope with the child alone, so I agreed.

All the following days I cried bitterly, because I felt that I betrayed my child. I still ask the Lord for forgiveness for my actions. Life stopped for me. I had dreams where I was with my baby. I was morally destroyed, but I would not have minded physically. My parents did not care. The main thing was that they did not disgrace themselves.

I decided to move out from them. I did it in just two years. I finished school, managed to build a career for myself. Then I had everything I had only dreamed of before. But I did not have one thing – a family. Only this I could not get for money. I lost the opportunity to become a mother again. I met with men, even received marriage proposals, but every time they learned about my infertility, they disappeared.

It was all my parents’ fault. They deprived me of this happiness. I did not want to communicate with them, not to see them. When my father had a heart attack and my mother called me to look after him, I refused. They betrayed me. I don’t think I owe them anything. Only for the peace of my conscience I send them money every month.

I would never do that to my daughter. Parents should support their children, not turn away from them in difficult times. My parents did not even understand that they sacrificed my happiness by their act.