It was a month after I tried to commit suicide that I was raped. While driving myself home after the rape, I could feel what he had left behind in me. the only idea that was going through my mind was how could I forget about it and go to work the next day.

I was 19 and in college and I had to make the biggest decision of my life. To have a baby whose father was a drug user and a drinker. Who had already cheated on me and then dumped me.

Two years ago i was 14 years old and in an abusive relationship with my boyfriend. After a year together he raped me and that was how i lost my virginity.

In my second year of college, when I was 18 years old, I was very sexually inexperienced. I had only ever kissed a couple of guys in high school, and nothing more than that. I also had a very low self-esteem, as I felt I was not attractive at all, and my inability to date furthered this belief. By my second year of college, I had pretty much shut down emotionally.

When I was 22, I got involved with an older man who was separated from his wife (living separately as well). Within 2 months, he asked me to marry him, be the mother of his children, and wanted us to live together so we got an apartment just over the border in New Hampshire.

I grew up in a very emotionally unhealthy family, I didn't know about personal boundaries or that I could say no, stop.