Where do I channel all this anger, O Allah?

Assalamu alaikum. I feel like my life was decided the moment I was born. Being a Muslim woman in a poor country feels like a never-ending sentence of hardship. The only thing I’ve ever had control over was my education, and I worked hard and did well. Now it feels like that’s all I have. My parents follow religious and cultural norms that won’t let women travel alone. I’ve missed so many chances for career and personal growth because of those limits. Friends have moved abroad, are married, going on trips, building lives, while I’ve been stuck for years, barely going out because the community and infrastructure make it hard. People suggest marriage as a solution, but I haven’t met a single man who doesn’t want children and the usual legacy. Even on good days I can’t understand wanting kids, knowing this world is a test and full of hardship. I can’t move out on my own - it would be disapproved of and could make things difficult for my younger sister, who actually wants to marry. I feel overwhelming anger toward my situation, my parents, and the whole world. I can’t concentrate in salah because being alone with my thoughts makes me spiral - it feels like my head will burst. I don’t make specific dua much, only generic ones, because I don’t know what to ask for. I don’t hold high hopes since not every dua is answered and everything is a trial. Sometimes I even think I’d have avoided punishment if I had never been born. So… where am I supposed to put all this rage? Any advice on how to deal with these feelings while staying true to my faith would help.