Gemotions

The weight of the truth felt unbearable, pressing down on her chest, making it difficult to draw breath. The bright sunlight streaming through the window felt intrusive, mocking her with its vitality. Every memory, every experience, suddenly felt tainted, as if she was living in someone else's story. She clutched at the edge of the table, her knuckles white, her body trembling. A deep, gnawing ache began in her core, a painful void where certainty had once resided. The world had tilted on its axis, and she didn't know how to right herself.