Gemotions

The fluorescent lights of the kitchen buzzed, a constant, irritating noise. Karen felt a cold, constricting band around her chest. Her daughter, Sophie, had a YouTube channel. Full of videos she’d never mentioned. Full of… opinions.

She felt a physical ache in her jaw. The need to scream, to lash out. To defend herself. This entire digital creation felt like a personal attack.

She took a shaky breath, trying to regain control. Her hands fumbled for the glass of water on the table, spilling some on the counter. The water spread out, mirroring the disarray inside her. The feeling was a constant, low-grade hum of anxiety. She had no idea where to start.