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.)