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Letter To Anger

7/25/2021

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Dear Anger, 

Ah, we meet again. 
The red face, the frown on my forehead, the invisible fumes coming out of my ears and nose... yup - that's YOU, all right, gracing me in your presence. Again. 
I was expecting you, actually.
Not just because I'm on my period this week and my hormonal changes often bring you along, but also because some events this week have taken me straight to times in my life when I felt your presence, Anger, but wouldn't express you. 

The child I was did not know how to hold space for you, Anger. The child I was used to slam doors, or walk away with a frown, or lash out and then run to hide in my shell. All normal practices, sure, but I'd say not the healthiest ways to experience and/or express Anger. 

The woman I am now is much more ready to take you on.
I do that by:
A. Acknowledge your presence.
B. Dissect why is it that you arrived.
C. Call you out. 'You name it - you tame it.' 
D. Observe my body when you hop over for a visit - Breathing deeply and shaking help navigating around your intense energy. 
E. Unravel what is under the hood of your car, if anything at all. Is it pain you are protecting? Hurt? Sadness? 
F. Not shame you for coming up. You are a human trait, a needed trait to move through something. And if you are not expressed - that something will grow bigger and bigger... until your next level Rage comes by and tosses you aside. 

I am not angry of you for coming by again, Anger. Being angry at YOU would be counter productive... a vicious cycle, right? No, on the contrary - I am happy you show up to remind me where I stand on things, where my boundaries are at, when my ego is wounded, when I am triggered by something or someone, or when I am on that time of the month. 
I am human, and you are an essential part of the human experience.
I don't know why it is like that, but I know IT IS. 
You are seen, Anger. You are heard.
You are SEEN and HEARD, Anger. 
No need to slam any more doors to get my attention.

Yours,

Me. 

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