25/06/2025
Healing is messy
**No one really talks about the angry stage of healing.** The part where your sadness gives way to something much sharper — **rage.** Not the kind that lashes out blindly, but the kind that simmers deep inside you when you begin to truly grasp what you went through. The kind that burns through the fog of confusion and denial and says, “I can’t believe I let that happen. I can’t believe *they* did that to me.”
It's the stage where the masks fall off — theirs and yours. You see their manipulation clearly. You see how they guilt-tripped you, gaslighted you, made you question your worth, all while pretending to love you. And you see how much of yourself you gave — your time, your loyalty, your energy, your love — all to someone who only ever cared about what they could get from you.
**The disgust hits you in waves.** One moment you're fine — breathing, moving forward, hopeful. And the next, it hits: the flashbacks, the memories, the self-betrayal, the realization of just how long you were surviving instead of living. You remember the lies. The emotional games. The way they played the victim when *you* were the one being hurt. And you rage — not just at them, but sometimes at yourself, too, for not walking away sooner, for loving them harder instead of protecting yourself.
But here's the truth: **that anger is part of healing.** It means you're no longer numb. It means you're no longer buying into their fantasy. It means you're starting to advocate for yourself in a way you never could before. Anger is not a setback. It's a powerful, necessary part of the process — because sometimes, before you can make peace, you need to make noise.
So let the anger come. Let it rise and teach you. Let it burn through the lies. Let it show you just how much you deserved better — and how fiercely you will protect your peace from now on.
**You’re not crazy. You’re healing. And healing is messy, honest, and beautifully real.**