Gemotions

I took my seat in a comfortable chair by the window and watched the leaves dance in the wind. The view was beautiful. I thought about the words I wanted to use, how to clearly articulate my current struggles. I felt a sense of centeredness, a quiet focus.

I had been feeling lost, and I thought talking to a professional would help. I'd heard positive things about Dr. Harding. I was hopeful.

The door opened, and my heart stopped. Rebecca Harding. The one who stole my joy. I experienced a moment of imperturbability. All the old feelings were there, but they were distant, like a faint echo from a forgotten dream.