I was in a good mental place. Feeling happy and ready to move on. I went to prom alone. Had nobody to talk to, sat at the only empty table. I didn't care. I was happy. I had the balls to do that and still have fun. But you had to go and kill it. You had to step in and ruin it. You saw me smiling and enjoying my time, and so, decided to butt in and take that from me. You grasped at anything you could use to put me down. When...