My upstairs neighbor plays loud music at night and I fantasize about confronting them but then I see them in the hallway and they seem nice so I smile and say nothing and my rage has nowhere to go.
More people experience this than they realize.
You're storing anger that belongs in conversation, and your body has become a warehouse for undelivered communications.
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Peri can explain why this happens, help you decide if this is the right situation for you, and point toward the right journey or coach.
If this sounds familiar, the Library can help you find the bigger picture.