The Vent Box

Nothing is Saved. Ever.

Write it down. Burn it. Let it go.
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No judgment. No history.

I’m angry about…

It’s gone.

You don’t have to carry it anymore.

Just stay on this blank screen. No prompts.

Share anonymously if you want support.

How does your body feel right now?

(Just noticing. Not recording.)

"You’re allowed to feel. You’re allowed to release.
And you’re allowed to walk away lighter."