One of the greatest compliments I have ever received was, “You’re such a bitch and you own it”. This compliment came from one of my best friends while we were out with a group of friends one night. I noticed after she made the comment that people's faces were either shocked that she said it or snickering because they knew what she meant. That same friend saw the reactions on everyone’s faces and frantically apologized. All I could do in that moment was laugh. I knew that she was right, and I wasn’t ashamed of it. I looked my friend square in the eye and said, “What are you apologizing for? I am a bitch and I’m not sorry” (Sorry not sorry).

I stand up for myself and love to keep it real. I am brutally honest because that’s how I want people to be with me. If you have something you want to say to/about me just put your bad bitch panties on and say it. If you are pissing me off I am going to tell you. I will give you great detail of what you are doing that I hate so that you stop. If I don’t like you, trust me you will know. I will flat out let you know I don’t like you as a person. Some people tell me I need to get to know others before judging them, but honestly, eff that. I am a great judge of character; if you need any references just ask my sisters what I thought about their exs. Above all, I am going to tell it to you like it is. Why should I lie to you? Giving you the raw dirty doesn’t make me a hero, but it does make me the only one who had the balls to tell you.

Another fabulous benefit of being a bitch is I get to do what I want. When I was younger I never listened to my mom. Once, she told me I was not allowed to go outside. So, to show her I was the boss I leaned against the sliding glass door and stuck out my leg and touched the patio with my toe. I wasn’t going to let her tell me what to do because I was in charge. I put myself above all else. You might tell me that it’s selfish and blah blah blah, but at the end of the day the only person I really have to live with is myself. Why wouldn’t I want to make myself happy? If I want to go out the night before an exam to blow off steam you’re damn right I am going out and having a blast. The best part is that no one can make me feel guilty about my choices because everything I believe in everything I do. Does that make my decisions perfect? No…but I am okay with that. I am the one in control of my own happiness. If you don’t like the way I do things that is perfectly fine because I don’t have to be around you to have a good time. You cannot possibly try and make other people happy if you aren’t making yourself happy first. Plus, no one will every love and understand you the way you do.

I promise you, it is okay to be a bitch. Being a bitch isn’t about being mean, it’s about owning who you are as a person. It’s funny how more people respect you when you respect yourself. When you are a bitch you hold all the power. I like to be in control, so I don’t leave anything up to chance. I make my own luck by working my ass off to get what I want. People recognize this about me too. Whenever any of my friends/sisters need something done they know I am the one to come to because I can make anything happen. I am a bitch and I am proud.