My Experience going into an Anger Room

My Anger Room Protective Gear

Here's a little story about my experience going into an anger room here in Vancouver. If you haven’t heard of these places, imagine a space where you’re handed a baseball bat, goggles, and protective gear—and then left alone with a pile of old printers, tv’s, glassware, and cement walls. Its not a pretty place. Oh ya and permission - permission to swing, scream, smash, and release whatever you’ve been holding on to.

So…..It was raw. It was weird. And it was one of the strangest things I’ve done in a long time.

You have different 'Smasher' Tools

If you aren’t familiar with anger rooms they started gaining popularity in the early 2000s, with the first well-known one opening in Japan in response to corporate burnout. Since then, they’ve popped up in cities all over the world—New York, Toronto, here in Vancouver—because people are starting to recognize that we don’t have many safe, sanctioned spaces to feel our anger, especially women. And apparently women use the anger rooms more than men, which makes sense because rage isn’t just inconvenient for us—it’s taboo to show it publicly.

Lots of smashing going on

When I left that room, my body felt lighter, but my mind was buzzing, and I realized, rage isn’t my enemy. It’s just information. It’s kind of this sacred alarm system. And we don’t need to be afraid of it. We need to learn to listen and understand why its there in the first place.

Rage may not exist in every woman in the same way, but for many, it lives somewhere beneath the surface—whether as a simmer, a spark, or an ache. It doesn’t necessarily show up as explosive anger, but as exhaustion, resentment, anxiety, or even illness. This isn’t because women are inherently angry, but because so many of us have been conditioned to suppress our anger in order to be liked, accepted, or safe. Over generations, the accumulation of unspoken truths, unmet needs, systemic inequality, and personal betrayals can settle into the body like sediment. So while not every woman may identify with the word “rage,” many carry the weight of unacknowledged emotion that has never had a safe place to land.

Anyway, I'd recommend going to an Anger Room just for the experience of it. And who knows what emotions you might unleash!