I read something today

I read something to day that said the unbothered anger I have to swallow to be soft would burry you.
I never related to anything more..
the thoughts and feelings I have to keep to myself so we don’t fight, if I have attitude it’s a fight if something you did hurt me or upset me or I don’t want to talk about it bc we can’t talk about it healthy. It’s a fight. But I’m still soft. Even when I want to scream and rage and hurt you.. as much as you hurt me. I don’t. Bc I’d rather be soft. I’d rather not have sharp edges that you cut yourself against, I’d rather not bear my teeth and gnash you away. For you I want to be soft. Need to be. I won’t let you make me the monster I could be.