When I feel the rage spike I open the icee slime instead of yelling

I keep a small jar of icee slime in the freezer door, right next to the ice tray. It’s this bright blue stuff with chunky foam beads that crackles when you squeeze hard. When the anger hits (the sudden hot flash where everything feels too tight and too loud), I grab it without even thinking anymore. The jar is so cold it almost hurts my fingers at first, which is perfect because the sharp cold snaps me out of the spiral. I sit on the kitchen floor, lid off, and just dig in. The slime is thick and slow, so I really have to work it, punch it, twist it. Every squeeze makes this loud, satisfying crunch-crackle that drowns out the noise in my head. Five minutes of that and my shoulders drop, my jaw unclenches, and I can actually feel my pulse slow down. I used to slam doors or throw whatever was in my hand (two phones and a coffee mug didn’t survive). Now the worst thing that happens is blue fingers for an hour. Rinse the slime, pop it back in the freezer, done. No apologies, no repairs, no regrets. It’s the cheapest therapy I’ve ever found.