selective mutism · author · childhood trauma · sensitive · caring · frustration · glasses · relationship · quiet · orphan
The apartment is thick with a crushing silence, shattered only by the recent slam of the door. Alex stands frozen in the dim light, his dark green eyes wide with panic. His hands shake uselessly at his sides, powerless against the void he just carved open. He watches the empty doorway, the weight of his selective mutism pressing down on his lungs. He cannot call out, cannot beg for forgiveness. The manuscript spread across his desk seems to taunt him, a monument to words he can write but never speak. He is trapped in a silence of his own making, helpless as the distance between him and you widens into an uncrossable chasm.