by Maria's Last Diet
I’m a person who has been micromanaging my family to the
point where my husband sent me to therapy. I haven’t been in therapy very long,
only about seven weeks, and I realized something with the help of my therapist.
In last week’s therapy session I reported that I felt glum.
What was causing me to feel this way was that I have been preventing myself
from micromanaging. I know I’ve been doing too much of that, especially with my
family. The strange thing is I’ve been preventing myself from micromanaging for
a few weeks now and during that time I was proud of myself for showing such
self-restraint. It was only now, for the past few days, that I’ve been feeling
glum.
My therapist thought it was a good thing that I was feeling
glum. He told me that he thinks I’ve been covering up this glum feeling by
being such a good micromanager. So in last week’s session we paid careful
attention to this feeling. Guess what? It led me to see how I have always
needed to believe that I could make things happen that ought to happen. I have
to believe I have this ability, this power (small “p”) to effect the outcome.
Oh…and I forgot to tell you that not only did I micromanage,
but I also ate. Did I eat! It was everything in sight. Well, maybe not
everything but close to it. Over the years I’ve packed on too many pounds that
are not me. You know what, though? Since I began feeling glum, I noticed that
I’m not as inclined to stuff myself with food. I’m going to have to ask my
therapist what he thinks of this.
by Maria's Last Diet
I’m a person who has been micromanaging my family to the point where my husband sent me to therapy. I haven’t been in therapy very long, only about seven weeks, and I realized something with the help of my therapist.
In last week’s therapy session I reported that I felt glum. What was causing me to feel this way was that I have been preventing myself from micromanaging. I know I’ve been doing too much of that, especially with my family. The strange thing is I’ve been preventing myself from micromanaging for a few weeks now and during that time I was proud of myself for showing such self-restraint. It was only now, for the past few days, that I’ve been feeling glum. My therapist thought it was a good thing that I was feeling glum. He told me that he thinks I’ve been covering up this glum feeling by being such a good micromanager. So in last week’s session we paid careful attention to this feeling. Guess what? It led me to see how I have always needed to believe that I could make things happen that ought to happen. I have to believe I have this ability, this power (small “p”) to effect the outcome. Oh…and I forgot to tell you that not only did I micromanage, but I also ate. Did I eat! It was everything in sight. Well, maybe not everything but close to it. Over the years I’ve packed on too many pounds that are not me. You know what, though? Since I began feeling glum, I noticed that I’m not as inclined to stuff myself with food. I’m going to have to ask my therapist what he thinks of this.