Gemotions

He stared at the letter, its contents a stark reminder of his past failures. David found it in a box of old photographs. It was a letter to his college professor, expressing his struggles in the class. A feeling of dread started in his stomach. The words were full of self-deprecation, a painful chronicle of his then-inadequacies.

He felt a familiar ache in his jaw, the one he got when he was trying to hold back the tears. He thought about the man he had been, and the one he was today. The disconnect was stark. He balled his hands into fists.

He wanted to tear the paper into shreds. He wanted to scream.