Jessie
I'm not going to spew my life story for you, but I will start by saying that I was raised a Jehovah's Witness. As such, I was brought up to believe that the best I could amount to in this lifetime was becoming the wife of some male high up on the food chain in the "organization"... serving him in every way (yes, in those terms).
You may not have any idea about the inner workings of this religious group but they control every aspect of members' lives and no one is ever allowed to leave with dignity. I was labeled a whore and a sinner when I left, unable to swallow the bullshit anymore. I didn't care if my entire family shunned me or if God himself would kill me for it. I couldn't live like that, having my mind made up for me on every issue, being a drone and a slave.
I walked out the door with my middle-finger to the sky "if I have to live like this then FUCK YOU God, go on and strike me where I fucking stand!"...basically.
So, I have pretty much no relationship with my mother and sisters on account of it, but that is what I sacrificed to live my life freely.
Now I am living in the bay area of California, working toward a degree in interactive media design and fine art, celebrating Christmas and having all the premarital sex I please without giving a fuck whether it displeases my mother or some great goon in the sky either.
As a person, I was born in the year of the tiger and am a natural rebel. I go my own way. I walk by myself. Being alone with my thoughts does not bother me. I see the weaknesses in people like no one else can. It can make me feel like an outsider yet I am not ashamed of that either. My few friends tell me I seem "cool" but it is only my carelessness of dress and manner... I am free in all things but will always have the heart of a loner, the heart of a wolf perhaps.
oh, I have been called a Bitch before and a cunt (by both men and women). It makes me smile, knowing I just hit a soft spot and I keep note of their reactions and weak points for further amusement down the line.
messing with idiots is kind of like poking at a bug you've captured in a jar, only the jar is their thick, stupid skull and the bug is their entire cognitive capacity.
I love who I am too much to be bothered by others' opinions of me, so...
I pick other people apart with my mind, vigorously kicking the carcasses of the pissants out of my forward path. the spiritual abuse I suffered in childhood has made me callous and also strong. I quite enjoy my Heartlessness.. no regrets.
Country: United States
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