on july 16th/17th I had an ectopic pregnancy. keep in mind, I was 16 (I'm now 17) It was devastating but since I'm younger, I didnt get the time I needed to cope. I learned I was pregnant when I went to a clinic to get birth control and I flipped. pregnant at 16? me? I used to be the person who said "wow whoever gets pregnant as a teen is stupid" but now that I've went through it, its different. I had no clue I was pregnant because I had my period right before I went in. I had to deal with the fact that every single person i knew from then on would look at me as someone who was stupid and didnt use protection. something didn't feel right when i started thinking about it because I was still bleeding. like, spotting every time I went to the bathroom. I remember being so obsessed with the fact that something felt wrong. i started bleeding heavier and so i decided to go to the hospital. they checked me in, I had a pap smear but they said they could only feel a little bump so I was probably only 4 or 5 weeks and thats when I knew. I had gotten told I was pregnant a few weeks before so there was no way I was only 4 or 5 weeks. we did an ultrasound and the lady couldnt see it so we did a transvaginal ultrasound and the look on her face when she didnt want to really tell me what she was seeing. I went back into the room they put me in and the doctor came in and shut the door. he said, "you are indeed pregnant but theres a complication. you have an ectopic pregnancy." then proceeded to ask me if I knew what that was and I knew exactly what it was. my dad came over to me and said he was sorry. they carted me off 40 minutes later to take my baby out of my right tube and took my tube along with them. the WORST part is that my family got to see what it looked like and I didnt. i never got to see my baby, I never got to know their gender. the baby only grew up to 6 weeks and 3 days and it hurts. I'd be around 4 months now and now I have 3 permanent scars where they had to cut me open. I lost my tube when I was only 16 and now I have to deal with that for the rest of my life. now I have an even higher chance for having another one. I never get to talk about it, it's like everyone just erased the ordeal from their brains except for my boyfriend. when I woke up I made my family leave the room except for him and me and him broke. to make me feel better about not being able to see him or her, he found a Google image that looked like it. then he told me we could call the baby Leo. i wanted a boy and I wanted to name him Leo. anyways, thanks for reading. i hope my experience can help someone else know that they're not alone in something like this because I felt alone