I too have a room that keeps my secrets. For Kaitlin McCabe, it’s the bathroom, mine is my bedroom. I cannot cry in public, not even in a public bathroom stall, the most private area in a school. I have to bottle up my sadness, anger, and pain until I make my way to my room. I sit at the foot of my bed in the dark, trying to pull myself together. I do have people to talk to, but I feel better just letting it all out in my room without judgment, without the annoying advice of a misunderstanding friend or family member. My room is my sanctuary, void of criticism. Like Kaitlin’s bathrooms, my room is always understands and comforts me. I believe that along with friends and family, everyone should have their own emotional sanctuary.