Growing up with images, movies, music, and public figures putting tons of focus on being in love or the need for significant other makes it pretty hard to escape the Mr. or Mrs. Right rat race. I spent most of my life in some sort of relationship. By high school, I like many young girls my age, often invested much of my free time in the opposite sex–texting, calling, boo-lovin and going out on dates on the very few occasions my parents would allow. For those of us who didn’t marry our high schools sweethearts, but did manage to rack up a number of broken hearts or just one heart with a number of cracks and bruises—we learned quite early a love-life can be a hard-knock life. By the end of high school I was convince love was simply a game of Jump Ship.