Psychiatrist hears more, than i wanted him to HD

Description: I'm in a hurry to see the psychiatrist, i stopped at the toilet, i want it to go quickly, but it's not going the way i want it to. i managed, i threw away the brownie. i’m sitting in the bathroom, just next to the psychiatrist’s office. my stomach gives me no choice – i have to go. i pray it’ll be quiet, discreet… but no such luck. each piece hits the water with a loud splash, echoing like a drumroll of shame. i know he can hear it. he’s just on the other side of the wall, and i’m supposed to bare my soul to him in a few minutes. the embarrassment washes over me like a wave. i leave the bathroom like a defeated soldier – flushed, humiliated, with my dignity in tatters.