Last week, after a tough day at work, I wanted to sit and cry.

And other than tears, my being upset brought an intense desire for someone's comfort. This isn't really surprising, seeing how I like to share things with people whether I'm upset of happy.

Nevertheless, in the moment, I really only had one person I could turn to that would undoubtedly get me.

I texted her quickly, and we were facetiming within minutes, venting about the frustrations of adulthood. I knew that I was being ridiculous — she probably knew too. But never once did she make me feel like what I was feeling was dumb. In fact, she told me she was facing the same tribulations at work.

After talking, I felt better — a lot better. I knew that she would always be there for me in the future and beyond, no matter how ridiculous the reason for my call was. It's always helpful to have your feelings justified and for someone to let you're not the only one going through the hardships you're currently facing. It's great to know that someone will always listen to you whenever you're having a bad day or congratulate you when you're having a good one.

For some people, it might be a parent. For others, a best friend or sibling.

The point is, bad days seem so much worse when you keep what's troubling you to yourself. Everyone needs their own person (yes, that a Grey's Anatomy reference) that will make both unpleasant and pleasant experiences ten times better. I'm lucky to have multiple people that I know will say the right things to comfort me. So maybe other than tears and a good conversation, I also experienced that anything can be resolved with the brain power of two (or three or four).