It was just two scraped knees.

Yet, it seemed to be the breaking point for you, considering you had a terrible day today. Your boyfriend, Chris, was with you when you tripped over a stupid ridge on the sidewalk just outside of his house. He was trying to take you on a walk to make you feel better, but after you fell and your knees bled you started crying.

And now you're sitting on the closed toilet while Chris cleans up your knees, quietly sniffling.