Anger that’s really grief
This one hits deep. Sometimes what looks like anger isn’t anger at all… it’s grief wearing armor. Grief for the version of you that had to stay quiet. Grief for carrying too much for too long. Grief for broken trust, crossed boundaries, unmet expectations, and the rest you never got. If this stirred something in you, pause before judging it. Ask instead: 👉 What might this part of me be grieving? You’re not “too much.” You’re responding to loss. Drop a 💬 below if this resonates, or share which line stood out to you. This is a safe space to unpack it together.