My childhood left me terrified of anger. Then a teacher showed me how to use it as a force for good

I remember the feeling of injustice that arrived like a pressure on my chest. I felt agitated and on edge; hot tears appeared as I felt I had been given permission, in a way I hadn’t before, to feel the full breadth of my emotions. What I was witnessing at home had always felt private, a secret that...

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