My parents got us tickets to the circus and I was so excited because I love the circus. We were all going to go as a family which we haven't done very much at all because I never feel up to it. Today is a very bad POTS day. I wasn't going to even try to go but my family convinced me because they really wanted me there and the tickets were very expensive. I have been pushing myself so I tried. It was a nightmare. There was a two mile walk to the building and I got so nauseous. By the time we climbed the stairs to our seats I was shaking and in tears. People were looking. I sat down but there was smoke, fireworks, loud music, blinking lights. I just couldn't do it. My Dad had to take me home. So I managed to throughly embarrass myself, make my family mad at me, and miss out on one of the things I used to love all in one night. This sounds pathetic when so many of you have to go through so much more. You guys are the only ones who understand- thanks for letting me vent all the time.