When I was a kid I was a tomboy, one of the guys rather than the one who fucks them all (sorry Jemma I know this is you). Anyways that changed when I grew boobs and the friendships broke down.

From the age of 15 I was in a steady 3 and a 1/2 year relationship with an absolute asshole. He was annoying, sarcastic everything I soon realised I did not want out of life. I met a wonderful (so I thought) guy and with my last relationship ending, I gave this one a shot.

He initially was so possessive, screamed at me if I went out to see a friend, banned me from drinking (which I did every other month if that), got edgy when I was visiting my dying friend in hospital (saying I neglected him). When we spoke on msn I had to set up a private account just for me and him and if I went on other one I got interogated.

I found out at Christmas that he had lied about one of his friends getting raped just for attention (when he knew I had been raped as well), saw his ex while we were sort of seeing each other and done other things. Stupid thing was I suspected it all.

Now here is my confession, he has managed to get a ring on my finger and after I graduate from university we are due to get married, seriously am I just a glutten for punishment? I suffered a nervous breakdown last year and those old feelings of depression are creeping back in, I need to stop it...how do I do it?