One thousand words later, my keyboard was soaked in tears as I finished writing out the details of How Chris and I Broke Up. He’d sent a “Dear Jane” letter from boot camp to tell me that he was proposing to someone else. As an 18-year-old with severe depression, I was already having trouble coping with my first year of college. Now, the person to whom I’d lost my virginity was dumping me via a hastily scrawled letter.