This Is How You Turned Me Into A Complete Bitch

I’m a bitch because I’m done listening to you; all of you. I’m done letting your voice haunt me and limit what I want to do and where I want to be. I’m done giving flying fucks what other people think of me – what they say behind me or even right in front of me.

I’m a bitch because I have finally chosen me, because I know myself well enough to choose and decide for the best. And in any case if I stumble and fail, I’m done listening to you telling me, “I told you so.” Because no matter how many times I fail, I know for a fact I’ll get something great out of it. Something that’ll make me want more, something that’ll make me thirst for the better, and something that’ll make me starve for growth.

I’m a bitch because I’m done being so fucking afraid. And I’ve never been ready to fight for what I know is right. I’m done being dictated by this sick society. I’m done crying over all your stereotyping and I’m on my way to celebrating and accepting every bit of me.

I’m a bitch because I’m done questioning myself, my guts, my ways, and above all my worth. After everything that’s been put on my plate, I have finally gotten sick and tired of begging for approval. I know my worth. Now I clearly do, and that’s through all the let downs and betrayals, the deceit, and those fucking judgment thrown at my face. You’ve done so much, so it’s time for me to live on my terms, my rules.

I’m a bitch because I’m done being controlled like a little marionette waiting for my puppeteer to grab my strings and start a good show. I’m done being told what to do and not do, what to say and not say, what to prove and not prove just so you can take all the credits into making me your property. I’m a bitch because I choose to speak up because hell, I know what I’m saying – and I will raise my voice even louder if I have to. And this time it is my voice that’ll keep on haunting you. I am done keeping my opinions to myself, I’m done agreeing to just about everything because I have to. I am breaking free from those strings, and there’s just no fucking way you can stop me.

And so let me make myself clear, a woman who has finally found her voice and has chosen to use it is often called a bitch. So congratulations. You have turned me into a complete bitch and I can never be more grateful you did, as I will always take that as a compliment.