07/26/2026
Here’s what I wish I knew before becoming a mom:
Emotional masking feels like control. It isn’t.
When we push down anger, exhaustion, grief, resentment we’re not making them disappear. We’re just storing them. And stored emotion doesn’t stay quiet forever.
I was REALLY good at pushing stuff down due to a lifetime of hiding the way I truly felt living through complex trauma.
Once I became a mom pushing it down was no longer sustainable. And outbursts would happen over something small. The spilled juice. The whined “no.” The fifth interruption in ten minutes. It was never really about that moment but about every moment before it that got swallowed instead of felt.
Then would come the shame. The replay loop. I’m the parent I swore I’d never be. That shame can feel unbearable and even heavier than the outburst itself. It convinced me the outburst was who I was, not something that happened.
Here’s what I want you to know: the outburst isn’t who you are. It’s a nervous system that ran out of room to hold what you weren’t letting yourself feel.
Suppression isn’t regulation; it’s postponement, with interest.
In order to stop this cycle, you have to learn how to feel your feelings from scratch. No one ever taught you and your old survival patterns won’t help you. That’s the work. And you’re allowed to still be doing it.