Bathroom escape
As the night progressed, the rude remarks kept coming. My patience thinning, I excused myself to catch a break.
I stood up, and Sandra’s voice cut through the room, ‘Oh my god, isn’t that dress a bit too tight for you?
‘ The comment stung, and I quickly rushed to the bathroom, tears streaming down my face. Leaning against the sink, I felt sadness overwhelm me.
Minutes passed before I gained control of my breath and wiped my eyes.