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Rage, Truth, and Survival

Naming What the System Refuses to Hear

By THE HONED CRONEPublished 2 months ago 3 min read

The Compass of the Survivor

It is often said that anger is destructive. That rage leads only to chaos. But what they do not understand is that anger is truth in motion. For those of us who have been violated, manipulated, and robbed—emotionally, spiritually, financially—rage becomes a compass. It points directly to the wounds the world has ignored, to the lies that have been tolerated, to the injustices no system dares to acknowledge. Rage is the pulse of awareness, the fire that refuses to be extinguished.

I gave trust. I gave intimacy. I gave care, attention, and support. I gave devotion, home-cooked love, and a heart willing to see the best in another human being. I invested myself fully, without reservation. And yet, all of this—everything—was stolen. Not metaphorically. Not symbolically. Real, tangible theft. My safety and stability vanished because someone I trusted chose manipulation over integrity, deception over honour, betrayal over love.

And the system? It does nothing. Police, courts, and institutions designed to protect the vulnerable shrug. “Not a criminal offense,” they say. “Nothing we can do.” Meanwhile, the perpetrator walks free, unscathed, smiling, their confidence bolstered by a world that refuses to see them for what they are. The survivor carries the weight, navigating a landscape of injustice, aware that the system is a revolving door for repeated offenses.

Here is what they cannot comprehend: a survivor’s rage is not the same as an abuser’s rage.

A narcissist’s rage is about losing control. It is about a reflection no longer bending to their will. They hate boundaries because boundaries are proof they cannot dominate. They despise honesty because honesty exposes them as weak, impotent, incapable. Their fury is self-serving—a tantrum, a performance, a mask to hide their failure to evolve, their spiritual atrophy.

A survivor’s rage, by contrast, is a compass. It is recognition, clarity, and the assertion of sacred boundaries. It is the refusal to tolerate theft, manipulation, or abuse. It is the energy that fuels creation—art, writing, ritual, survival. My anger is not about hurting him. It is about reclaiming my agency, naming what was done, and refusing to remain silent in a world that too often turns away. Rage is truth given form, and survival forged in fire.

When someone robs you of money, of years, of trust, of access to your body, when they threaten your life, and when the legal system refuses to acknowledge the abuse endured—yes, devastation is inevitable. But devastation alone is not enough. Rage channels devastation into focus. Rage reminds us that silence is complicity. Rage transforms helplessness into action, despair into witness.

To the survivors reading this: your anger is valid. Your outrage is sacred. You have the right, the duty, the necessity to speak, to expose, to create. Systems may fail you. Individuals may betray you. But your voice—raw, unflinching, righteous—is armor and weapon. It is reclamation incarnate.

We are not the problem. The problem is the abuse, the theft, the betrayal, and the silence of those who were meant to protect. When we speak, when we channel our rage into truth, we illuminate the path for others. That is survival. That is justice. That is liberation.

Do not allow what was stolen from you to rot inside you. Do not allow fear to muzzle you. Do not let grief or anger twist you into what they are. Instead, breathe, hone, and rise. Forge your truth from fire, from clarity, from the unyielding certainty of your worth. Speak, write, create, heal.

This is the way of the survivor. The compass of rage, the power of truth, and the reclamation of freedom.

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#DomesticViolenceAwareness

#EmotionalAbuse

#Empowerment

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About the Creator

THE HONED CRONE

Sacred survivor, mythic storyteller, and prophet of the risen feminine. I turn grief, rage, and trauma into art, ritual, and words that ignite courage, truth, and divine power in others.

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