Gemotions

The silence in the room was almost unbearable. Alex shifted uncomfortably in the chair, the plush fabric doing little to ease the tension that coiled in his gut. His past had been difficult. He had been through hell.

He didn't want to be here. But he needed to be. His therapist, David Miller, had made him feel less alone. He remembered a younger version of him, a bully who had terrorized the school.

The shift in David, the quiet resolve, the gentle voice… it made something thaw within Alex. A sense of relief washed over him, a deep-seated appreciation he hadn’t known he was capable of feeling.