A good friend asked me recently about my wedding. I never talk about it because it’s a day I really don’t want to remember. Most women look forward to their wedding, I didn't. I didn't even look pretty that day.

On my wedding day all my bridesmaids and my aunts were gathered at my mom's house to see me get dressed for the “big” day. The photographer arrived for the photo shoot. He had me posing by a window with all my aunts and bridesmaids gathered around. My mother, who was also standing there, asked me if I deserve to wear that white dress. I was shocked and truly did not know what to say.

The guilt and fear I was experiencing because I had sex before I was married was on my mind and I felt horrified that mom knew my shameful secret.

That is how my wedding day began. And I have not talked about it until now.