Gemotions

The email glowed, illuminating Sarah's face with a harsh light. Daniel, her best friend since kindergarten, had casually mentioned his "consulting work" during their weekly phone call. The attached resume painted a picture of a high-flying executive, with experience she knew he lacked. Sarah’s jaw clenched. She remembered the countless times she'd confessed her own professional anxieties, feeling inadequate next to his supposed success. Now, a cold wave of something akin to resentment washed over her. She stared blankly at the screen, and the carefully crafted document seemed to mock her.