“They both collaborated and called me names. It was humiliating, and those people were just watching me like a clown. It was so embarrassing. I thought that they would at me, but they had the guts to include my family in the mix.
If I said things that I shouldn’t, they were going to deal with. How was I supposed to deal with that? When they left, the only thing I could do was leave the restaurant and find myself a place to seek shelter. But never had I guessed that my mental state was that weak.