Years ago, I found myself judging a family member. I thought she was dramatic, entitled, lacking in humility, and manipulative. In other words, a “Bad Girl.”
But then I got curious. What was my relationship to those qualities? Did a part of me wish I had the capacity to be more manipulative?
You betcha. Here’s how I began integrating my inner Bad Girl so I wouldn’t be controlled by her. 👇🏻