Laure
Aww, where to start?
Because 'how', not because 'why', right? Why is easy to answer: for
survival. The alternatives are dismal!
How is harder to answer. The things I've been called a Bitch for
baffle me. Somewhere along the line our culture decided that every
childhood trauma should be dredged up and wallowed in, and that every current
personality deficit that can be explained in terms of What My Mommy Did Wrong
gets immediate carte blanche. I don't care if she abandoned you and that
makes you have trust issues in your relationships. I'm not going to hang
around with someone who doesn't trust me.
I have three kids. I have been called a breeder and would consider it
fair comment. What I don't have is a 1mb signature file with photos,
birthday tickers, animated glitter and inspirational quotes. I couldn't tell you
how much they weighed at birth except for the last one, because she was FUCKING
HUGE. The others were *gasp* nothing special.
I have a spousal-type. You wanna know what he does that's really
sexy? Dishes. Not once-or-twice a week. Not because I
cooked. Not because he's apologizing. Not in search of praise or
approval or acknowledgment. Not for a medal or a chest to pin it on.
Because there were dirty dishes, and there's no such thing as a
dishes-fairy. I didn't 'teach', 'train', 'change', or 'fix' him - he was
like this when I found him. And yeah, I kissed a few frogs.
I don't have a fan club. I have a few burnt bridges, some family
whose problems I can only tolerate in short, infrequent doses. But a Bitch
with no friends she's known for more than a few years is a Bitch with
Issues. I try to keep the body count to a minimum.
Country: Canada
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