eight. Over time, sadness softens, teaching us resilience.​Anger​Anger is a fiery, intense emotion, flaring when we feel wronged, ignored, or threatened. It quickens our pulse, tightens our muscles, and fuels sharp words or actions. While often seen as negative, anger can signal boundaries being crossed. Channeling it calmly—speaking up assertively instead of lashing out—turns it into a tool for change. Uncontrolled, though, it harms relationships and inner peace.​Fear​Fear is a primal, jittery emotion, our brain’s alarm system. It spikes in danger—real or imagined—triggering a “fight-or-flight” response: racing heart, sweaty palms, tense muscles. Fear protects us from harm, but excessive worry (about failure, rejection) can trap us. Facing fears step by step, with courage, shrinks their power, showing us we’re stronger than we think.​Surprise​Surprise is a sudden, fleeting emotion—like a spark in the dark. It hits when life throws something unexpected: a surprise party, bad news, or a sudden storm. Eyes widen, jaws drop, and for a moment, time pauses. Whether pleasant or shocking, surprise jolts us out of routine, making life feel vivid. It fades quickly, shifting into other emotions—joy, confusion, or even fear—depending on what caused it.​Disgust

eight. Over time, sadness softens, teaching us resilience.​
Anger​
Anger is a fiery, intense emotion, flaring when we feel wronged, ignored, or threatened. It quickens our pulse, tightens our muscles, and fuels sharp words or actions. While often seen as negative, anger can signal boundaries being crossed. Channeling it calmly—speaking up assertively instead of lashing out—turns it into a tool for change. Uncontrolled, though, it harms relationships and inner peace.​
Fear​
Fear is a primal, jittery emotion, our brain’s alarm system. It spikes in danger—real or imagined—triggering a “fight-or-flight” response: racing heart, sweaty palms, tense muscles. Fear protects us from harm, but excessive worry (about failure, rejection) can trap us. Facing fears step by step, with courage, shrinks their power, showing us we’re stronger than we think.​
Surprise​
Surprise is a sudden, fleeting emotion—like a spark in the dark. It hits when life throws something unexpected: a surprise party, bad news, or a sudden storm. Eyes widen, jaws drop, and for a moment, time pauses. Whether pleasant or shocking, surprise jolts us out of routine, making life feel vivid. It fades quickly, shifting into other emotions—joy, confusion, or even fear—depending on what caused it.​
Disgust

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