Gemotions

David found himself avoiding eye contact with his team. He felt a profound sense of self-consciousness, of being judged. The office politics felt like a maze, and he was lost.

He retreated to his cubicle, shielding himself from the outside world. He stared at his computer screen, the words blurring before his eyes. He couldn't concentrate. He felt an overwhelming urge to flee, to disappear.

He ran his hand through his hair, leaving it even messier than usual. He felt the familiar tightening of his chest. He felt as if he was drowning in an ocean of uncertainty, and he couldn't see the shore.