May 1, 2016
Kaitlyn walked out of the bathroom, holding her stomach. She was nervous and she was regretting being so excited about the trip before. She knew she wasn’t sick–she was having an anxiety attack and she didn’t know how to stop it. Her breath was heavy–mostly from losing it when she got sick–and her makeup was completely ruined by this point. “I can’t do this. I can’t do it, I can’t,” she sobbed.