YES I Am a BITCH

When I stand up for myself and my beliefs, they call me a bitch.

When I stand up for those I love, they call me a bitch.
When I speak my mind, think my own thoughts, or do things my own way, they call me a bitch.
Being a bitch entails raising my children to be strong people who have a solid sense of personal and social responsibility, who are not afraid to stand up for what they believe in and who love and respect themselves for the beautiful beings they are.
Being a bitch means that I am free to be the wonderful creature that I am, with all my own intricacies, contradictions, quirks and beauty.
Being a bitch means I won't compromise what's in my heart. It means I live my life MY way. It means I won't allow anyone to step on me. When I refuse to tolerate injustice and speak up against it, I am defined as a bitch.
The same thing happens when I take time for myself instead of being everyone's maid, or when I act a little selfish. I am proud to be a bitch! It means I have the courage & strength to allow myself to be who I truly am and won't become anyone else's idea of what they think I "should" be.
I am outspoken, opinionated, and determined. By God, I want what I want, and there is nothing wrong with that!
So, try to stomp on me, try to douse my inner flame, try to squash every ounce of beauty I hold within me. You won't succeed. And, if that makes me a bitch, so be it. I embrace the title and am proud to bear it.

Victim vs. Volunteer

The dictionary on line has these definitions

Victim : –noun

1. a person who suffers from a destructive or injurious action or agency: a victim of an automobile accident.


2. a person who is deceived or cheated, as by his or her own emotions or ignorance, by the dishonesty of others, or by some impersonal agency: a victim of misplaced confidence; the victim of a swindler; a victim of an optical illusion.



Volunteer –noun

1. a person who voluntarily offers himself or herself for a service or undertaking.


2. a person who performs a service willingly and without pay.

I REFUSE to be a victim.  EVER again.  The day my first husband kidnapped; tortured; raped; sodimized; beat; and attempted to kill me.... that day changed me forever.

But am I leaning to hard the other way?  What is the middle ground?  I am not a victim but am i truly volunteering for all of my distruction?

This is my current battle....

Am I expendable to you?

I was good enough to help you through the rough spots, I was always there when you needed a friend...so now that your life is better, am I not worth your time?

While doing my daily status shuffel thing this morning... I came across this.  There are so many people I want to say this to.  I am tired of feeling as if I am expendable.