I'm good. I said for just about the hundredth time today. I'm fine, I'll be fine. I just need some time to figure everything out. I told my best friend as she looked at me utterly concerned. She said, "look me in the eyes and tell me you're okay." I couldn't even bring my eyes to level hers before a tear began to run down my cheek. I'm sorry. But I can't do this anymore.