Gemotions

The diagnosis had been delivered with a clinical detachment that infuriated him. "A highly unusual presentation," the specialist had announced, his gaze more fixed on the chart than on Ethan himself. Ethan had simply nodded, but inside, a volcano was erupting.

Now, sitting in the doctor's office, he was forced to endure a lecture on the "intricacies" of his condition. It felt like being lectured by someone who had never lived a day in his shoes. Each word, each analysis, felt like a deliberate dismissal of his suffering.

The doctor, in an effort to explain, used a condescending tone. Ethan, a man of patience, found that the last straw. His hands clenched. He suddenly wanted to walk out, he wanted to leave this whole charade behind and forget this meeting had ever happened.