Gemotions

The afternoon sun felt warm on her skin as Olivia walked out of the building. Her shoulders felt relaxed, her breath deep and even. She hadn't felt this way in a long time. She knew that her session with Dr. Michael Brown, her former tormentor from high school, had been a turning point.

The initial shock of seeing him in a position of authority had quickly been replaced by a sense of calm. His gentle probing, his insightful questions, had chipped away at the walls she'd erected around herself.

She looked at the busy street, and instead of feeling overwhelmed, she felt a quiet strength. The world seemed full of possibilities.