Control: verb. T0 regulate or direct; to exercise authority over; to restrain. Webster’s New World Dictionary.
Control: verb 1. (To hold in check) Constrain, repress, master. 2. (To direct) lead, rule, dominate, direct, determine, conquer, conduct, administer, supervise, run, coach , head, dictate, ,manage, influence, prevail, domineer, constrain, charge, subdue, push, coerce, oblige, train, limit, officiate, drive, move, regulate, take over, “rule the roost,” “crack the whip,” “ call the signals.” Webster’s New World Thesaurus.
Control: noun. A desire to restrain the efforts of other and being unaware that I have no power or control over what others do.
Growing up, my family and home seemed to be in a constant state of disorder, discomfort and filled with unending tasks to kept the six children and two adults moving forward from day to day. As the oldest of my siblings, I learned early to focus on other’s needs, problems and issues. I took on the job of making everyone happy and keeping the peace. If there was a problem, I must fix it right away or better yet, I leaned that I could take action to prevent problems, by managing and coercing my siblings and their behavior.
I craved recognition and validation from my parent s and received little. The attention or responses I did get were focused on how I could do my task faster or better, or “Why didn’t you….?” Thus, I began to believe that if I worked very hard, very quickly and very efficiently and if I controlled my environment and scope of responsibility, then I might get an “Atta girl” or” Way to go!”
I could survive a long time on a small amount of recognition.
My parent’s expectations were that there be a schedule, that the house be in some order and that there be some level of quiet and no fighting. In order for me to achieve these goals, I began to manipulate and control, give orders, direction and repeat myself over and over to get the results I wanted. In my need to control, I lost my creativity and found that I began to suffer from option anorexia. There were only one or two says to make something happen and I didn’t try anything else. I didn’t ask for help or ideas as after all, my way was tested and it worked. My control behaviors kept me sane and they became my internal set of rules. I found that I had lots of rules.
These controls habits moved into adulthood with me and they moved here with me from Wisconsin to Texas. When I am focused on controlling people, processes and things, I become emotionally disconnected. I work myself to exhaustion. As I begin to feel tired, I look for quick fixes to give me a physical or mental boost and the fix I seek is taking on another project that I can control. This projects fills me with the hope that I will get some recognition so that I am able to feel good, valued, recognized, human and that I can offset feeling abandoned, angry, tired, anxious or whatever else I am feeling that is uncomfortable and I don’t want to take responsibility for or feel. [click to continue…]