Not all controllers control for the same reason. But, controllers can sure make the lives of others miserable and do a lot of damage.
Adults can learn to deal with controllers, but generally children whose parents are controllers are helpless to do anything about it.
True, mostly. I waited until I was 18 and got the hell out of the house. It was like being released from prison.
I could stay up past 8:00 p.m.! I could hang out with friends! I could go to their place! They could come to my place! I could go out with friends! It was a revelation.
While I was doing my undergraduate degree, I came to my parents' house for the summers and breaks. I referred to it as their house, NOT my home, and said that home was wherever my heart was. My (controlling) mother got the first clue.
In graduate school, I stayed away from my parents for months at a time, with no contact whatsoever. My three older brothers had already disengaged. My mother all of a sudden had no one to control. She got the second clue.
Then, when I came back to my home state, I had no contact at all with my mother for almost a decade. She learned a bit from that as well, I think.
More recently (within the last two years), I've initiated contact with her and Dad, and I've told her point-blank that I'm trying to forgive her for her bad parenting and trying to get past the serious anger I still hold toward her for her insanity and her abusiveness. (Of course, because she's crazy, she doesn't admit that she was in any way abusive, so that used to piss me off when I first initiated contact with them again. Now, though, I just smile and tell her, "What you choose to admit to or remember does not change what actually happened. And my brothers are all witnesses to the way you behaved. So this IS the truth, and it happened, and I'm trying to forgive you for it. Even though you won't admit to having done it to me or to any of my brothers." This kind of intellectual judo tends to set her back a step.)
To be fair, I've also told her about the parenting she did that was excellent. Teaching me to read early in my life (I could read by the age of three), buying books for me, taking me to the library, doing EVERYthing around the house so her sons didn't have to have chores and could study undisturbed (a mixed blessing), paying for multiple summer camps for multiple sons every summer, working the night shift as a nurse almost every night for 15 years so she could be home with her sons during the afternoon and evening, etc.
Still, the average of a 100 and a 0 is 50, which is a failing grade. As I pointed out. And I reminded her that she has been estranged from all four of her sons simultaneously during most of the time since we left her house. Another reason to think she might not be the best parent in the world.
0 for 4? Sounds like a less-than-winning season.
So these days, when she tries that controlling shit, I nip it in the bud. "You're doing it again," I say. "Back off. This isn't your life; it's mine. Back the hell off." And she'll shut up, because she knows that if she doesn't, she won't have ANY kind of relationship with me, not even a strained one.
As a reward for her backing the hell off (behavior modification, anyone??), I spend time with her and Dad and do things around the house that they can't do, now that they're older.
NCbear (who thinks I sound more than a bit cynical here, particularly since it's Mother's Day, but who has endured more than a bit of physical and emotional and psychological abuse, so I feel I'm being more realistic than cynical--and kinder to my mother than she may deserve, considering her literal craziness and highly abusive actions when I was growing up: My man and I are going to visit her and Dad later today and treat them to a Mother's Day dinner)