Hidden are the feelings people are raised to shun. It’s a funny thought, really. For example, when he was younger, Gavin lost his favorite stuffed animal, however, he was always scolded for mulling over such a thing. Why be upset? It was just a toy, something that didn’t matter, after all.

Swallow back the aching sensation. That’s something he grew accustomed to. Everyone has. Years passed and what have people learned? What has Gavin learned? It’s unprofessional and unnecessary to express emotions when it could be taken as a burden to another. He’d ignore the burning in his nose, stinging in his eyes, the physical pain withholding such feelings could cause. That’s a good thing, though, or so he’s taught. People are often unreasonable when they allow their emotions to seize control, after all.

Guilt builds within his stomach as his father shoves him back. “What the hell is wrong with you? Do you just not care that your own mother died?” His words were venomous, a pierce to Gavin’s heart at each individual syllable. He chose not to comment, refraining from an explanation for his actions. He did care- more than his father could ever know. But how would he know that? People should just shove past such feelings, after all.