Gemotions

He had been planning to go to the gym, but the thought of facing the world felt like climbing a mountain. Liam sat on the edge of his bed, the familiar pages of his journal open and exposed. His roommate, Jake, was in the shower, the sound of the water a mocking rhythm. He felt a profound sense of defilement.

He stared at the words, his words, now tainted by someone else's gaze.

He picked up the journal, flipping through the pages, each entry a stab to his soul. A bitter taste coated his tongue. He dropped it back on the bed, feeling the sudden, overwhelming urge to weep.