
Emotional Purging: When Picking Your Battles Becomes a War Zone Inside
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By John Wandzilak
There’s this quiet violence I live with.
It doesn’t scream or break things most days. It just simmers—under the skin, behind the smile, beneath polite responses and silent sacrifices. I call it picking my battles, but truthfully, I’m fighting a war all day long. One that no one sees. One that I barely admit to myself.
Eventually, I explode. Usually on someone who doesn’t deserve it. Not because they’re innocent in a larger sense—but because they just happened to be in the blast radius of my emotional purge. And then comes the shame, the awkward apology, the reconstruction of my own inner rubble.
What Is Emotional Purging?
Let’s get clinical for a second before diving back into the chaos.
Emotional purging is when a person who has repressed their emotions for an extended period finally reaches a breaking point and releases them all at once—often in an uncontrolled or misdirected way. It can look like anger, crying, yelling, or a total emotional collapse. It’s not catharsis. It’s combustion.
And it happens because we live in a world that tells us to manage our emotions without ever really teaching us how.
Holding It All In: The Everyday Battlefield
For people like me—maybe people like you—we’re always calculating. We feel a comment that stings and think, Is it worth reacting to? Someone crosses a line and we wonder, Will it help if I speak up or will it just make things worse? A loved one disappoints us and we say, They didn’t mean it that way.
We rationalize. We swallow. We redirect.
But emotions don’t evaporate just because we don’t express them. They get stored. Stashed in emotional storage lockers all over our minds and bodies. We keep sweeping things under the rug until we trip over it. And then it’s not just that one moment that erupts—it’s everything.
Some of us are so used to that internal war we don’t even realize how exhausted we are. We walk around with a low-grade fury, a sadness that doesn’t fully make it to our eyes, a tension that knots our shoulders and disrupts our sleep. And the scary part is, most of the time we don’t even realize we’re building toward an implosion—until we’re already exploding.
Why It Usually Hits the Wrong Person
What makes emotional purging feel even worse is that the final outburst often lands on someone who didn’t earn the full weight of it. Maybe they forgot to text back. Maybe they rolled their eyes at the wrong moment. Maybe they made a joke that wasn’t that funny.
But in that instant, they become the face of every single person who hurt us and got away with it.
The fight wasn’t really with them—but now they’re bleeding from a battle they didn’t even know they were in.
And then we spiral. The guilt. The shame. The desperate need to repair or retreat. We say things like, I’m not usually like this, or I’ve just been going through a lot. We might try to explain, or we might just disappear for a while, unsure of how to face what just happened.
The Cost of Picking Battles
“Pick your battles” is good advice in theory. But when you’re constantly choosing silence to avoid conflict, you start sacrificing yourself instead.
You start believing that your needs are secondary. That your feelings are burdens. That standing up for yourself makes you difficult or dramatic. Over time, you learn to swallow fire with a smile.
But fire doesn’t stay swallowed forever. It burns. Quietly, constantly. Until something small lights the fuse and it all comes roaring out.
What Emotional Purging Is Really About
At its core, emotional purging is your body and psyche saying: I can’t hold this anymore.
It’s a scream for recognition. For release. For space to exist without being minimized or dismissed. And ironically, the purge itself is often the first real sign that something has been wrong for a long time. It’s your truth breaking through the dam you built to protect yourself.
But as raw and unfiltered as those moments are, they’re also disorganized. The message gets lost in the mess. What we wanted was to be seen and heard—but what others see is aggression, what they hear is chaos.
So how do we move from purging to processing?
From War Zone to Healing Space
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Start naming things sooner.
The moment you feel that familiar pang—resentment, hurt, disappointment—name it. Even if it’s just to yourself. Even if you’re not ready to say it out loud. Naming it gives it shape, and shape gives you something to work with. -
Build small emotional release valves.
You don’t have to be a volcano. Try journaling, voice notes to yourself, therapy, trusted conversations, art, movement. Find low-stakes ways to bleed off some of that pressure before it reaches critical mass. -
Reframe “picking battles.”
What if it’s not about picking battles, but choosing conscious expression? Sometimes it’s worth saying, “That comment didn’t sit right with me,” even if it feels small. You’re not starting a war. You’re building fluency in emotional honesty. -
Own the purge without shame.
When it happens—and it will—try to own it without shaming yourself. You can be accountable without being cruel. You can say, I’m sorry that came out like that. It wasn’t about you, even though you got hit by it. That level of honesty builds bridges, not walls. -
Recognize your emotional “full meter.”
We all have a capacity. Some days it’s high. Other days it’s paper thin. Learn to check in with yourself before you reach capacity. Ask, Am I suppressing something right now? Do I need to move this emotion somewhere safe?
You’re Not Broken for Feeling Deeply
If you’re someone who explodes, collapses, or crumbles after holding it together for too long, you’re not broken. You’re a person who’s been trying to survive in a world that doesn’t always make space for feeling deeply.
You’re likely incredibly strong—but you’ve confused holding it all in with being okay.
Real strength isn’t swallowing the storm. It’s learning how to let it rain without drowning anyone—including yourself.
To the Ones Who’ve Been Caught in the Crossfire
And if you’re someone who’s been on the receiving end of a purge—know that it probably wasn’t really about you. It doesn’t excuse being hurt, but maybe it gives you context.
Sometimes we erupt on the people we trust the most, because deep down, we believe they’ll still love us after the smoke clears.
A Final Word: Reclaiming Peace
Living like a battlefield isn’t sustainable. Eventually, it becomes all-consuming. The good news? You can start disarming. Gently. One suppressed truth at a time.
Start small. Speak your truth before it turns into your rage. Find people who hold space without judgment. And above all, remember this:
Picking your battles doesn’t mean you shouldn’t fight. It means you get to choose how you fight—and for what.
Choose to fight for your peace, not just to protect others from your fire.
Because you deserve peace too.
Even when you’re at war inside.