I won't lie, the days following were tough. Excruciating even. Canceling a wedding is not fun. I remember vividly sitting beside my now ex-fiancé at our travel agent filling in paperwork to cancel our honeymoon. Tears running freely. I was still so embarrassed.

Boys, relationships, sex, it's all so exciting. And your desire for it all, is actually completely normal. Just like most of you, I loved getting attention from guys. I particularly loved when a mysterious, unknown guy showed interest in me above all other girls. This was the scenario of my first kiss. I was 15 years old, at a music festival when a cute guy from one of the bands started talking to me. One thing lead to another, and before I knew it, we were making out

I was 23 years old when I got engaged to a guy I had been dating for just under a year. He was everything. Loved Jesus, came from a good family, was attractive and wanted lots of babies just like I did! Sounds perfect, right? Our relationship was full of passion, love letters and whimsical fantasy. I was lost in the ecstasy of young love, and whilst we had a wonderful dating relationship there was always something a little off with our communication and there were things that bothered me that I was too afraid to speak up about