During my first year of college, I met and clung to my first boyfriend. We were married after one year and divorced after another. During this time I fell into a deep and dark depression. I was ashamed, embarrassed, discouraged, alone, and hopeless for my future. For the first time in my life I started seeing a counselor on campus, becuase of suicidal ideation and despair. I hated myself for getting married so young (and making such a deleterious mistake), feeling trapped, hurting my spouse, initiating divorce, and adding to the bleak statistics of divorce; for I was raised with Christian values that did not accept divorce as an option.