Kimberley
I know what's important in this life, and it isn't who has the best looking boyfriend, the Martha Stewart kitchen, or the numerous types of plastics and silicone I can shoot myself up with in order to achieve the image of "feminine perfection." I don't ache to look like that gaudy invitation to pedophilia, Britney Spears, or anyone else that mainstream society says is one of the "beautiful people." I am happy with my appearance, and I have no use for shallow people who can't see beyond appearances anyway. I fight tooth and nail against being pigeonholed in this male dominated society that says I can't do something because I am a woman.
"Can't" is not in my vocabulary. If someone tells me I can't, I go out of my way to prove that yes, indeed, I can. I took a job at a totally male dominated organization and became the first woman to be put on salary, promoted twice, and given two significant raises in less than a year. I take no bullshit from my male coworkers and they know not to screw with me. I can go head to head with them and not feel guilty because I made them appear to be the sniveling, puffed up, egotistical fools that they are. Anything they can do, I can do better. I loathe intolerance and shallow people with closed minds.
I abhor apathy, indifference, and irresponsibility. I have no patience for the victim mentality and the seemingly endless parade of women who live for no other reason than to "land" a good (?) man. I cannot fathom a life of pretending to be stupid and/or helpless, lest that "good man" feels unneeded or has his ego wounded. I don't hate men and I have no desire to bash them or make them sorry for their existence on this planet, but I understand their limitations and many shortcomings. I refuse to wallow in self-pity over this, I simply move on and hope for the best next time. I don't feel responsible for every failed relationship, and I don't endeavor to be the perfect little woman for the next great catch.
I don't look back and feel regret for my past and blame everyone else for my problems. I own them. I accept them as lessons, rocks in the road on the journey of life. I simply step over them or heave them out of my way. Then I go on. I grow stronger and better every day. I accept who I am--shortcomings and all. I know there is no future living in the past. I'm moving onward and upward and no one and nothing is going to slow me down or stand in my way.
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