Living in Chicago as a 23-year-old was a dream come true. As a Northeast Ohio native and new college graduate, I was charting an exciting path in the city. I had my own apartment, a job working in finance, and was beginning to find my footing within the young professionals scene.

I was even dating a new guy, who I met through mutual friends. Our relationship was good, but he was moving away soon for Army infantry school, and we wanted to keep things casual.

After a short time together, I found out I was pregnant. The initial shock and surprise soon gave way to fear and anxiety. I was just starting to figure out my life, and I couldn’t imagine raising a baby on my own. To make matters worse, I felt extremely anxious about my pregnancy and worried that the baby wouldn’t be healthy.

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