I am a crier. It's just the truth, what can I say?

As such, I have to watch The X-Factor in private.

I realize they are just shilling for Tide, condoms, Toyota and whatever else.

But when the coaches offer a psychological disposition of support – frankly I don't give a shit if it's fake – I always bite.

Belief in another – support of someone's hopes – vocalizing the notion "I believe in you" simply touches me in some indefensible place.