I sat next to her, not sure what to say. Secretly I was hoping that she would need someone to talk to. That she would be the one with whom I could finally voice the pain that had been bothering me for so long. Trying to sound normal, I ask You're crying too? . She nods. I sit closer and lean my head on her shoulder. I needed to say something, I needed to know if she was the one I could talk to. I didn't just want to jump into sharing, so I just remarked I hate Challenge Days. They're just another horrible look at all the painful things in my past and all the things I hate about myself.

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