For me, anger was a reaction to the injustice I was served as a teenager, bullied by classmates. Horrible. But I didn't know it was anger - I didn't know what to call it or how to deal with it. Then it festered and became shame and anxiety and depression. Anger with no where to go turns into trauma.
And for woman, we're not allowed to be angry: don't be hysterical, don't be a witch. It's legit for men though. So for woman, what do we do with that emotion? Bury it. And it sits and stews and ferments.
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