Caryn
I recognize that there is a difference between being assertive and standing up for myself and throwing rage senselessly at others, be they men, women, government, ideas, or other assorted goodies. However, that doesn't mean that I remain docile in the face of stupidity, ignorance, arrogance, inhumanity, or intolerance--instead of meekly reading my copy of Family Circle and resorting to passive-aggressive behaviors to express my outrage, I use my voice, my pen, and my keyboard. I'm not afraid to expel emotional manipulators, hanger-on-ers, and whiny bitches from my life, but I'm also not afraid to talk a problem out with a friend, boyfriend, family member, or colleague if I feel something's wrong.
My prime jewel in my Heartless Bitch crown is my understanding that there is something better than being a man-hating femi-nazi bitch or a submissive powderpuff Stepford wife; that as a strong, intelligent, independent woman, I have the right to a satisfying relationship with the man or woman of my choice. Manipulators and the spineless need not apply. However, I know that Prince Charming is a myth and that other men and women are people, too. I refuse to believe that the only way to quantify the quality of a relationship is in how many material items my partner buys me or how many times he lavishes praise about my inherent godliness.
I'm a Heartless Bitch because I know when to take action and when to leave well enough alone. I read for pleasure, I exercise for fun, I debate because I think, and I'm not ashamed of who I am or what I will become. Here's to strong human beings!
Yes! I want to read more from Real Life Heartless Bitches
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