I am Woman, Hear Me Roar

... and bitch, and manipulate. a lot.

I had a revelation today. Perhaps I should've had such a revelation quite some time ago. Oh well. While I take pride in the fact that I'm a fighter and not one to sit there and take whatever it is that is dished out to me, I realized today that my perfected "bitch" attitude can be more hurtful than sometimes I intend it to be. Not always, don't get me wrong. More often than not, it is more than deserved. Sometimes, however, I say things I know will cut the deepest or get the reaction I'm seeking and afterwards regret receiving. It happens.

My Methods, My Secrets:
I'll preface this by saying that there is one of two ways I win an argument. Everyone has their own master technique... these are mine...

1) I know I'm not the only one who needs to scream and throw curse words to the wind every now and again. If the situation arises that such scene is needed, have no fear, I'll be the Classy one to throw such a fit. I find that even through emotions and anger, I am almost always on my toes and am able to come out with the last word. Very quick-witted, if you will. I like this about myself, I won't lie.

2) Used more often than the latter, my non-chalant passive tone and my "cool" (cold bitch) persona is the one I realized today gets me into the most trouble. If you know me, you know exactly what I'm referring to, if not, you probably have one yourself that you can compare it with. I can be very condescending and hurtful. Please don't take me the wrong way here. I'm not a terrible person. I'm a real person. I have my guards up just as any other girl would. But I am fully aware that words are powerful and that in the end, there are times when I can go one step too far. Once again, it happens.

Okay, so there you have it. Secrets some wait quite some time to figure out when it comes to playing hard ball with Classy. I would also like to add, however, that I am not afraid to apologize when I know I'm in the wrong either. I might want you to apologize first,... stubborn... but if I did cross that line, I'll admit to it.

Anyway, I thought I would share. I can be relatively caniving. For this, I'm sorry. At least I'm aware of it. And moreso, I admit to it! Perhaps it's a learned trait... or perhaps a characteristic I've developed on my own in my twenty plus years of livlihood. Whatever. Such is life.




"She's a lover, baby and a fighter..." -Red Hot Chili Peppers