Today’s piece is for the woman who has started to scare herself a little. The anger that comes out of nowhere — too big for the moment that caused it. And then the whole rest of the day spent ashamed, wondering who she’s becoming. If that’s been you lately, I want you to hear the reframe at the heart of today’s article before you read another word: You are not too much. You have been too unsupported. That rage is not a character flaw. It’s a body that has been overriding its own limits for years — swallowing the tiredness, absorbing everyone’s needs, saying yes when it meant no — and has finally run out of quiet ways to tell you. The anger is the loudest signal it has left. I wrote the whole translation for you today. 👇 But first, let's look at the micro-moments. Drop a comment below: What’s the small thing you snapped about recently that wasn’t really the thing? (One line is plenty. I’m right here in the comments with you.)