We’ve been told for centuries that “good women” don’t get angry. That we should calm down, take the high road, and swallow our fury with a smile. But suppressed anger doesn’t disappear. It metabolises. It seeps into our bodies as stress, exhaustion, inflammation, and self-doubt.
Female rage isn’t chaos; it’s clarity. It’s centuries of silenced emotion finally demanding to be heard. When we learn to see anger not as something to fear, but as information. e.g. a boundary crossed, a value violated, an injustice seen, we begin to reclaim our power.
Your anger isn’t the enemy. Suppression is.
Because when we channel our rage consciously, it becomes fuel: for truth, for healing, and for change.