It's just my pillow. I'm sick, sad, happy, or whatever... My pillow is always with me. It holds my tears, my dark secrets , my embarassing moments and my funniest non-laughable jokes, dead jokes.. sleepless nights pillow talks....it accepts me the way I am.. I am myself and she likes me just the way... How grateful to have a bestfriend like my pillow. Sometimes envious, sometimes happy, I love my PILLOW!!! We all do!!!