Gemotions

The entire day felt tainted. Every email, every phone call, felt like a reminder. The fluorescent lights hummed a song of injustice. I found myself snapping at coworkers, regretting it immediately, and then doing it again.

It had started subtly. A slight widening of the eyes when I spoke. A quickly stifled cough. The way people would abruptly change the subject when I got close.

I saw David in the hallway, chatting animatedly with the senior manager. Their easy rapport set my teeth on edge. Their carefree smiles were unbearable. I walked past them, head down, pretending not to notice their proximity.