I got married as I was completing my doctorate in clinical psychology. I was one driven, serious woman on a mission to save the world. My husband, Mike, on the other hand, was far more laid-back. I was drawn to his fun-loving, “surfer-dude” nature—he helped me relax and enjoy life. But within the first year of marriage, this contrast started causing big problems . . . and I knew it. I was taking over everything.
About that time I read a quote that haunted me:
“The only thing worse than being married to a man you can’t control is being married to a man you can control.”
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