Gemotions

Her hands trembled as she scrolled through the website, each entry a fresh wave of humiliation. The world around her seemed to fade, replaced by the digital display of her teenage self. She felt a physical pressure in her chest, a suffocating weight.

She wanted to disappear, to become invisible. Her breath hitched, her lungs struggling for air. She closed her eyes, trying to block out the onslaught of words. But the words were embedded in her mind, repeating themselves in a cruel, endless loop.

She let out a strangled sob, then stumbled to the bathroom. The mirror reflected her distraught face, a stranger she barely recognized. She needed to wash away the shame, to cleanse herself of the digital poison.