Gemotions

She hunched over her phone, scrolling through social media, the bright screen a stark contrast to the shadows in her room. Each picture, each perfectly curated life, felt like a slap in the face. She wanted to tell her best friend, Maya, how much everything felt like too much, but typing it out was a chore, a burden she couldn't face. She started to type, “I just…” but then stopped and accidentally sent the message to the number assigned to "Pizza Place".

Panic flared. She imagined the confused pizza guy, and the thought made her feel even worse. She quickly corrected, but the damage was done. The feeling of hopelessness deepened, spreading through her like a cold fog. She wanted to scream, to break something, to just make the heavy feeling inside stop. The walls seemed to close in, and the world outside felt distant and cruel.