Pro-life, pro-choice: Everyone’s going to have something to say about this one:
Greg Bruell and his girlfriend of a year and a half, Sandra Hedrick, had a pact. “We agreed that if we got pregnant, we’d terminate because we were not in a stable family unit,” Hedrick says. Or as Bruell more starkly puts it, “I resumed sexual relations with her on the condition that were birth control to fail, she’d abort without waffling.” “Resumed,” because nine months ear lier Hedrick had conceived a child with Bruell and the couple decided to end that pregnancy. Or rather, he decided, and she went along. Their relationship was too rocky—a series of breakups followed by passionate reunions—for them to become parents together, Bruell argued. Plus, both were still in the process of finalizing divorces, and he was a newly single father struggling to balance his needs against those of his eight-year-old daughter and seven-year-old son. Bruell wanted to steady their destabilized worlds before jumping into fatherhood anew.
I’m surprised Greg Bruell isn’t ashamed to put his name into print. The lead might as well read “I was using this woman for sex, and forced her to promise me I’d never have to take any responsibility for anything.” And the “girlfriend”–why oh why would you go along with this? Prostitution without the pay.
Man. Ruin a perfectly good Sunday and I only made it two paragraphs in. Let me know how it ends if you manage to keep reading.by