Jesse
I was raised by two mothers who taught me the essence of being a
Level-headed, strong woman. From childhood, the rule was that I will never be
left having a man (or anyone else for that matter) do what I could do for
myself, whether that be fix my car, fix my own house, run my own electrical, do
my own plumbing, take care of myself, whatever.
Quite frankly, the thought of the modern damsel in distress turns my
stomach. Women who'd rather stand around a man giggling and twirling their hair
because they're too goddamned useless to take care of their own problems make my
skin crawl. Men intimidated by a woman who keeps her own life in working order
are among the bottom of the barrel. I once blackened an old boyfriend's eye
because he thought he had the right to grab my ass in public. I told him. He did
it anyway. I warned him. He did it again. I punched him in the face. He got the
point. I'm not a typically violent woman, but I have a very low tolerance for
nonsense.
I am no one's little lady, I am no one's eye candy. I've been making life
happen for me without anyone's help for quite a while. The rest of my life will
continue this way. Apparently I'm not only a Bitch, but a "feminazi" and a
man-hater because I'm independent. Funny, I thought I was just a contributing
member of society.
I can't stand people who whine about their problems while avoiding taking
any proactive steps to rectify them. Don't come to me unless you want raw,
unapologetic advice on how to get your behind out of whatever jam you just got
it into. If all you want to do is blubber about it, go call someone who
cares.
I'm a Heartless Bitch because I stand on my own two feet, I use my own two
hands and I don't take anyone's bullshit.
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