omg. I freaking had to ask to use the phone at a CPC today. SCARY. I was afraid that they weren't going to let me use it unless I watched a fetus video, lol.
My mother dropped me off at my psychologist's office, and after I realized that my mother had the wrong date and that I didn't have my cell phone, I had to bite the bullet and go into the pregnancy center-- which, btw, I was wondering about for some time. I couldn't tell whether it was a CPC or not until I saw a bunch of "post-abortion counseling" pamphlets and shit about teh BAYBEES.
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