Primal scream

​           I’m reading a sci-fi novel called The Long Way to a Small Angry Planet, by Becky Chambers. Humans and other species live and work together in a futuristic world where many planet systems have been destroyed by their own or others’ recklessness. The human repression of emotions baffles others, since it always leads to physical and/or mental illness.
            When my sister was an undergrad at Wellesley, the administration alerted the local police department for scheduled “primal screams” during finals week. Interesting that today, as a therapist, she studies psychodramatic therapy, which involves full volume emotional release. My moments of all-out screaming as an adult are few. One came in fury, one in frustration, but the worst came with grief. Screaming helps, used selectively.
 
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