I had an epiphany last night that somewhere along the line I never fully developed my inner bitch. I’m not talking about the overly aggressive, nasty, biting-for-no-reason-bitch, but the assertive, strong, outspoken get-what-she-wants-bitch.
The one who stops the jerks in their tracks and calls them out on their shit and then moves on to being a nice, creative, happy human being again in one swift movement.

In many ways I let 2009 happen to me. I had a lot of great things happen, but I spent a large amount of time listening to people and not telling them what I really think despite them asking for my advice on the situation. I was afraid of being mean or insensitive. What I failed to realize is I was letting people be insensitive to my time or feelings in the process.

Every once in a while I will go into a crabby sort of rant in front of my friend Greg who always exclaims “GRRRRR!I LOVE this side of you!” I can see why he likes it – it’s sassy, intelligent and right to the point. It matches up better with my personality.

Trust me, I have no desire to be a mean and nasty person and my inner optimist will never let me become rude. However, I am on a mission to not let people be rude to me anymore. If I get called a bitch in the process, it is a sacrifice I am willing to make.