by Andrea Renee Cox
A mother raises her voice to get her toddler to stop scuffing his feet when he walks.
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She sighs heavily when her teenaged daughter won’t put down her phone while they’re out eating lunch.
A woman asks her husband a question that undercuts his authority in front of their friends.
She decides the discipline her husband doled out to the children was too harsh and changes it.
A young lady whispers to her friend all the bad things someone else said about her and claims to be the person’s only real friend.
Sound familiar?
We’ve all known controlling women in our lives. For some it may be their mother or mother-in-law. For others, it may be their “best” friend. Sometimes it’s the people we work with or members of our book clubs. But have we stopped to consider that we may be the controlling ones too?
