Most men don’t have an anger problem. They have a grief problem they’ve never named.
It doesn’t look like mourning. It doesn’t look like crying. It looks like a short fuse you can’t explain. It looks like emotional walls your wife keeps running into. It looks like showing up for your kids physically while being completely absent in every way that matters.
Grief that doesn’t get processed doesn’t disappear. It settles into your nervous system and waits. And every small frustration becomes an exit point for years of pressure that was never given anywhere to go.
You’re not broken. You’re unprocessed. And those are two very different things.