Gemotions

The constant beeping of the machines in the medical records department was a constant reminder of his failure. James was once a brilliant doctor in the trauma unit; now he was processing paperwork.

He would flinch at sudden noises, jump at unexpected movements. He started to sweat profusely, even in the air-conditioned office. The faces of the patients and their stories filled his mind.

At night, he would wake up in a cold sweat, his heart racing, his breath shallow. His mind would replay the events that led to his transfer, the decisions that ruined his life. He felt trapped.