the problem with trying
to fuck up a girl
who knows high maintenance
bitch is the ultimate
compliment is
not that she will
exact revenge
not at all
for such is not worth
her time or talent
no it is that
you will fuck up yourself
with guilt and regret
while she
lives well

The best revenge is to live well.

I have a bad habit of helping them leave faster when they want to go.  Go on–I’ll help you pack.  Generally I like to be helpful because I am a nice person.  Sometimes I’m helpful just because it is in my own best interest to expedite the process.

And recently I have noticed something most interesting about being assertive around people who are aggressive or passive-aggressive: they are almost guaranteed to go into blaming mode.  A simple assertive statement will result in either outright hostile blaming or else a game I’ve come to call guilt-shifting.  Guilt shifting is what happens when someone knows they have behaved badly and rather than face it they try to switch it around that I should feel guilty for “making” them feel guilty.  Guess what?  Guilt is a good thing, it’s God’s way of letting us know it’s time to shape up.  A guilty conscious doesn’t happen by it self.

I’m actually pretty easy going, hardly high-maintenance.  There is very little I am picky or demanding about.  But there are some basic boundaries and rules of respect that are absolutely non-negotiable in my life.  Yup, alpha bitch, thank you very much.

About m

My ego wants to think I'm a writer but my heart knows I'm just another one of God's Kids who sometimes has words to say. 2 human kids and 3 feline kids call me Mom. Or Mooooooom. Or mewom, depending which you ask. I'm kinda-sorta busy being a student again; this time I signed myself up for a bizarre torture known as Graduate School. Theoretically in 4ish years I'll have earned some more nice letters to put with my name. Let's face it, I'm addicted to learning and probably need rehab to restore me to sanity and remove the obsession to read books. I don't remember what free time is but I think I like to spend it sleeping or playing in the mud on a river bank.
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