Things were done. I saw what truly upset me, I think about it still. I miss what I didn't know, but it was part of me and I'll never truly forgive myself. When I think about it, I feel sad.
My sister just had a gorgeous baby boy, I'm so happy for her.
It's not that I want a baby, but when I see little Corey, my new nephew, I understand that what I gave up was real. 
An actual life, and I'm so sorry for that.