Erin
To me, the biggest part of being a Heartless Bitch means living my
life on my own terms. Even though I'm at an age where society says I
should be married with at least one child, I've never felt the need to settle
down and find someone to complete me. I am complete and whole on my own,
and settling down just isn't for me yet. I have a highly respected degree
and a challenging job I enjoy, and I am beholden to no one. If someone
comes along who compliments me and what I have to offer, I'm all for it, but I'm
not going to spend these years in sheer terror of not finding that special
someone. In fact, this time is MY time to learn how to unclog a drain, to
install a thermostat, to restore my grandmother's old sideboard. Heartless
Bitches love learning new things--I damn near get off on it.
My single most Heartlessly Bitchy quality is that I possess little patience
with folks who willfully blind themselves to their own roles in their
problems. They chose a job they hate. They chose to rent
month-to-month rather than having a lease. They chose to date that
pain-in-the-ass everyone warned them about. Plugging their fingers in
their ears and screaming "lalala!" isn't going to change the fact that they made
each and every decision that lead them to this point. And no, enduring
some unfortunate circumstances does not entitle anyone to act like an asshole to
those around them. If they can't fucking own up to their role here, then
they can get the hell away from me. I don't have time for self-indulgent,
industrial strength histrionics or wallowing in pity, and I prefer to befriend
folks who know how to pick themselves up and learn from their mistakes.
I'm not a therapist (unless they want to pay me $200 a hour to listen to the
whining, that is). And it's better to avoid blowing smoke up my ass about
how they want help solving the problem. If they shoot down every one of my
suggestions with a "Yeah, but...", then contrary to what they've said, they
don't really want my help.
And being a Heartless Bitch is not about being rude to people just because
you can. It's about picking your moments. If you ask me my opinion,
I'll give it. If your stupidity is somehow going to harm or otherwise fuck
up my existence, then yes, I'm going to speak up. But Heartless Bitches
know when to blast someone with their high-powered acumen, and when saying
exactly what they're thinking just brands them as an asshole. It's a fine
line, and Heartless Bitches know the difference.
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