Gemotions

The email sat in his inbox, the subject line a stark, accusing accusation. He read it, then reread it, each word a fresh stab. He felt a hollowness in his chest, a deep ache that seemed to spread through his entire being. He hadn't left his room in days, the world outside feeling hostile and unwelcoming.

Sleep had become a distant memory. He tossed and turned, replaying the events in his head, the details blurring together into a chaotic mess. The food he ordered was still unopened. He had no motivation to do anything, the energy had just drained from his body. Every thought was a struggle, his mind a tangled web of despair.

He felt the sudden, stinging burn behind his eyes, a dam about to burst. He buried his face in his hands, letting the tears flow freely.