19/07/2025
Behind every anger
is a wound no one asked about.
Not every outburst is rage.
Sometimes it’s grief.
Sometimes it’s fear in disguise.
Sometimes it’s a story
waiting to be heard.
Anger protects what hurts.
It rises when something sacred
feels unseen,
unheard,
unhealed.
So instead of reacting—
ask.
Instead of judging—
listen.
Instead of walking away—
wonder what it’s really about.
Because every fire has a spark.
And every wound needs light
before it can begin to heal.