“Control Freak Moms, Lay Down Your Cell Phones!” (And Let Your Kids Deal with Natural Consequences)
I have often mused that if there was a recovery group for control freaks, I would be its fearless leader. “Hi, I’m Kathy, and I’m a control freak.”
National, International or Galactic, I could lead them all. Because I was in charge of the world — or at least the small cosmos of my family — micro-managing down to the most minute detail.
Until that bubble burst and I realized I could control nothing other than myself, my own decisions and my own reactions. That day a new world opened up for me, although I readily admit that every so often I slip through a trap door to that former place.
It was our son’s substance abuse and the realization that I couldn’t fix it or “make him stop” that did it. I realized I could only control my own reactions– which I have learned is most effective when the approach of getting out of the way and allowing natural consequences to take place is also followed.
















