I'm a b***h, are you?
When I stand up for myself and my beliefs, they call me a b***h.
When I stand up for those I love, they call me a b***h.
When I speak my mind, think my own thoughts, or do things my own way they call me a b***h.
Being a b***h 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 b***h means that I am free to be the wonderful creature that I am, with all my own intrcacies, contradictions, quirks and beauty.
Being a b***h means I won't compromise what's in my heart. It means I live 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 b***h.
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 b***h! It means I have the courage and the strength to allow myself to be truly who I 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 my every ounce of beauty I hold within me. You won't succeed. And if that makes me a b***h, so be it. I embrace the title and I am proud to bear it.
*unknown Author*
