Gemotions

"Mom, can we talk later?" Ethan's voice, usually full of cheerful energy, was flat. Sarah swallowed, the conversation from the night before still fresh. Ethan's secret Instagram account – filled with posts about his band, his friends, his life that she didn't know anything about – had created an impasse. She wanted to connect, to understand, but she couldn't get past the wall he’d built. She walked into the living room and slumped onto the sofa. The silence in the house was deafening. Every breath felt like a struggle, every thought like an attempt to break free.