Gemotions

Mark slammed his laptop shut, the metallic clang echoing in the otherwise quiet house. He had discovered a gaming profile, complete with anonymous chats, that belonged to his son, Ethan. The account was filled with derogatory comments about everything, including his family. He’d always prided himself on being a good father. Now, a coldness settled over him, the knowledge of this secret world twisting his stomach.

He felt a deep, pervasive weariness. He’d worked so hard, made sacrifices. He'd always wanted Ethan to respect him. Now, seeing these words, this vitriol, a wave of despair washed over him. He felt like he had failed.

He sat for a moment, the silence thick and heavy. He picked up the phone, wanting to call his wife. But the words wouldn't come.