“Are You Okay?” The Ladies Asked.

I slowly slid down the wall landing hard on the floor.

The driver of the car can be seen through the rear view mirror with his hands covering his eyes in obvious concern.
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Recognize Your Own Overwhelm

“What’s wrong?” A woman grabs my arm and stares me in the face. “Are you okay?” I shake my head to answer no. I can’t speak words. I push past her and her friend to the room they just left. I leaned against the wall. They followed me. That’s…