Gemotions

He stayed near the window, peering out at the street below, every sound amplified, every shadow a source of unease. He felt the familiar weight of the condition, a constant ache in his bones. He had to be prepared.

A new patient entered the room. They looked familiar, with the same nervous energy, the same defensive posture. She moved hesitantly, as if navigating a minefield.

He stood and walked towards her, and met her eyes. The question was unspoken, but their shared uncertainty spoke volumes.