For most of my life, I’ve had an exceptionally hard time expressing anger. It’s as if there’s some part of my brain that flags the feeling as “dangerous” and diverts it down my sadness pipeline, where it can be transformed into tears and self-loathing. On the rarest of occasions, when anger does manage to claw its way to the surface, it’s uncontrollable, terrifying, and overwhelming.
Anger and boundaries
Anger and boundaries
Anger and boundaries
For most of my life, I’ve had an exceptionally hard time expressing anger. It’s as if there’s some part of my brain that flags the feeling as “dangerous” and diverts it down my sadness pipeline, where it can be transformed into tears and self-loathing. On the rarest of occasions, when anger does manage to claw its way to the surface, it’s uncontrollable, terrifying, and overwhelming.