Have you ever had a day where a tiny inconvenience—like spilling your coffee or someone cutting you off in traffic—made you feel like exploding with rage or bursting into tears?

Alternatively, have you ever experienced moments of high stress where you didn’t fight or cry, but instead went entirely numb, detached, and found yourself staring blankly at a wall, unable to process a single thought?

When our emotional reactions feel this extreme, it is incredibly common to ask ourselves…

What happens when "keeping the peace" at home and at work starts to cost you your identity? What happens when you’ve spent so long walking on eggshells that you’ve forgotten how it feels to stand on solid ground?