I chose adoption
My mother died when I was young and my father was never one to be too supportive. When I told him my situation he told me to "do whatever."
I told him that I wanted to give it up for adoption as I didn't trust myself to deal with the regret of abortion and I did not want to keep it and have to deal with teen motherhood.
I told the boy who I had slept with a few weeks later. He asked me to get an abortion, I told him no. He said that since I wasn't keeping it after birth he felt no obligation to help me, I told him I was fine with that, and at the time I was.
Being pregnant and doing school was hard.People judged me and called me names, but I stuck through it, knowing that in just a matter of months I would no longer be in my situation. The hardest part was just going through it alone.
I arranged for an adoption to be taken place. They asked if I wanted to meet the parents and even stay in touch with them after the birth. I declined and gave my baby girl up to an unknown couple and I never heard about it again.
Fifteen years later I do not regret my choice at all. I know that my girl is out there somewhere with two people who really love her. My life is not where I'd like it to be and I'm glad that one thing I was able to do right was save her from having to be a part of my mess.