Gemotions

The online forum was supposed to be a safe space, a place where people with their condition could connect and share experiences. But for David, it was just another reminder of his isolation. He scrolled through the posts, his stomach churning with each new story.

He’d recognized the username in the comments, and then the profile photo. It was the woman from the grocery store, the one who’d dropped her cart of groceries, and he had helped. She looked straight ahead. The shame he felt was almost unbearable.

He had always thought that if she was looking at him, then he would be less alone. David decided to close the laptop and go for a walk, feeling the sting of the fresh air on his face.