Gemotions

The muscles in her neck were knotted so tightly it felt like a vise. The pressure at work was relentless, and the project had to be finished yesterday. Sarah had been working non-stop, sacrificing her health and well-being. She noticed the new construction next door. Mr. and Mrs. Peterson, the friendly retirees, were having a massive addition built onto their house. She didn't know how they could afford such luxury, but she knew she could not take one more thing.

The sight of their expanded home filled her with a mixture of disbelief and fury. Her own modest house felt suddenly inadequate. She could barely bring herself to look at it, yet she could not look away. She felt a burning need to scream.