Christa
I refuse to cater to what other people think I should be. At work, I dress how I feel is appropriate. I'm a child at heart; I laugh and enjoy being exuberant, but I don't bother following the fashion trends, and I refuse to be a Cosmopolitan slut as many of my female co-workers are. I don't wear make-up; I'm proud of having a fresh face that has natural beauty and does not need to be enhanced by commercial products that like to tell me that without their help, I'm ugly.
I'm self-confident and I know what I want and I have the charisma and
the balls to go for it without needing to pull out the standard and
stereotypical backbiting and iciness often attributed to my gender. I
simply state how I feel, to everyone--male or female. I also have a high
tendency toward logical and rational thinking, and I prefer to debate
things rather than bulldoze over people, though I have been told I
bulldoze anyway. Ah well, no one is perfect and I'd rather bulldoze than
be bulldozed over. Of course...I do have a temper, and once the bull in
me comes out, I'm stubborn and immobile. It takes logic to earn anything
other than my skepticism.
In relationships, I am happily married to a man who loves me for me. He
doesn't try to bend my will to his. He doesn't attempt to be my master
but my partner and that is what I wanted from the beginning. I don't
need to dominate any more than I need to be dominated. I had one bad
relationship when in college, and from that point forward, I told myself
that I would not go there again. I learn from my mistakes and though I
don't look back with pride on some of what I've done in the past,
neither do I regret. If I had not had such experiences, I would not be
as I am today. You have to fall down a few times in life, everyone does.
I'm simply self-confident enough not to be trapped in the vicious cycles
and pratfalls of life. In short, I consider myself balanced. The scales
simply tip from one side to the other since I'm as human as anyone else
out there is.
I don't hate men. In fact, I find them wonderful company. I don't hate
women either. I just hate that so many allow themselves to fall into the
stereotypes that are presented to us by the media. Why worry about your
looks so much? I just can't stand people who follow like sheep. Those
who cower and wonder why they go nowhere in life. I'm sure I could tell
them, but it wouldn't make a difference. There's always an excuse,
always a reason why they can't break their molds.
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