When I was a sophomore in high school, my friend asked my crush to Sadies. Naturally, my hormonal, depressive self was devastated. I refused to go out of heartbreak. I felt that everyone went, and I was the only one who didn't. Which looking back, that isn't far from the truth, everyone in my friend group went, my younger brother even went. I was just left alone at home, looking at the pictures people posted and shared with me. I cried that night, and I cried a lot. I do believe that I did cry myself a river.