The Glass Castle Controlling Quotes

In the book, The Glass Castle by Jeannette Walls, Jeannette talks about her life growing up, along with the struggles and memories. In the article, “Why Losing Control Can Make You Happier” by Raj Raghunathan, his perspective is that being overly controlling can make you unhappy. I know this because the article says, “Being overly controlling of outcomes like being overly controlling of others also lowers happiness.”(Raghunathan 2). Jeannette’s perspective of order and chaos is not like other people, her perspective is normal to her, she's used to it. In the memoir it says “No one tried to wring Dad’s neck or yell at him or even point out that he’d ruined the Christmas his family had spent weeks planning.” (Hill 115). This quote shows that

One example of this is, “Dad yanked out the silverware drawer and hurled the forks and spoons and knives across the room, then picked up one of the chairs and smashed it on Grandma‘s table. Rose Mary, where the goddamn hell are you, you stinking bitch?”(Walls 122). This quote fits the theme because it shows how chaotic Rex is. In the following paragraph it gives another example of the theme. In the book it’s not just Rex who gets out of control it’s sometimes Rose Mary. On pages 42 and 43, we see Rose Mary’s chaotic behavior, “Mom got upset at Dad‘s blasphemy, reached her foot over to the driver’s side, and stomped on the break. It was the middle of the night, and Mom bolted out of the car and ran into the darkness.”(Walls 42&43). This quote fits the theme because it shows how far Rose Mary can get upset and crazy with Rex, and cause a whole scene in front of her kids just because Rex said something that upset Rose Mary. In addition to this, here's how I relate to the theme with my

After the first time I heard that she threatened I would sit on the steps downstairs, outside their room just to make sure my mom doesn’t call the cops and that if it got bad I can open the door and try to stop it. My mother and father never abused each other physically but would abuse each other mentally. I always used the word “fight” when describing how my parents got along. It would be “they always fight, like every day” but they never laid hands on each other they were nonviolent except with their words. Any cuss words you can think of are used against each other. They would bring up each other's past and use it against them. Whenever I heard them arguing at night I’d make sure my sister Cassie was asleep, I would go to her room and either play with her till she falls asleep or just check if she was sleeping already. I never wanted her to hear the arguments. I thought that I could protect her from