It is clear that we women count on one another. We can be icy in the winter of our discontent or we can usher in the warmth of spring to our souls. We can choose to stare hard and meaningfully in the hopes of eliciting a squirm or we can rise above and simply...smile.
Think of the times we say things we regret about other women. Who are we saying these things to? In what context do these feelings arise? And most importantly, what are the underlying feelings driving the negative comment?