Jocelyn
Off the cuff, I'm a 26-year-old female lawyer, single, and
childfree. That alone makes me the epitome of "unwomanhood" in the eyes of
everyone whose opinion I don't care about anyway, just as my having three cats
makes me unattractive to every man who wouldn't attract me in the first
place.
(Why the hell should I care about being unattractive to men I'd never want
to attract?)
I can hold my own in an argument on any subject, and I
didn't spend seven years putting my brain through a meat grinder to keep my
mouth shut. I may be a strong believer in politeness, even in a deeply
passionate debate, but contrary to the beliefs of many, politeness does not mean
rolling over and accepting the opponent's opinion (particularly if said opponent
believes age or gender somehow lends him/her/it additional credibility rather
than actual cited evidentiary support). However, I also believe that when
an opponent's intelligence is below the average farm animal, intellectual
osmosis sets in, so if I actually walk away from a debate, it is a bad, bad
sign.
My younger sister is getting married to a wonderful guy. I am
thrilled for her. I am in no way depressed that a younger sibling is
marrying before me, or mortified that I probably won't have a date to her
wedding. And I'm not "next," nor do I "need to think about finding a nice
man and starting a family." Nor will I "change my mind" about not having
children. I have never had any maternal instinct, never wanted to babysit,
never found the idea of having any man's child "beautiful." I do not like
children. I love those who are related to me by blood, but that is as far
as it goes.
I am the Heartless Bitch who does not "need" a man or children to validate
my existence. I am the Heartless Bitch who isn't afraid of letting loose
the full force of my education and experience against a professional opponent no
matter how "it looks" for a young woman to speak her mind, quote a scholarly
text, or duke it out in a courtroom. (And no, I am not "Legally
Blonde." My hair color has absolutely no bearing on my competence, and I
have informed many in my profession of this fact.)
In short, I am what I am, I am satisfied with what I am, and if that
threatens or confuses anyone, I truly don't give a damn. I find a lot of
other people's choices confusing, but it's not my job to make anyone "see the
light," not to mention not my business. And my choices sure as hell aren't
anyone else's business.
And if, 20 years from now, I am indeed described (as many
oh-so-well-intentioned advice-givers have warned) as a "crazy cat lady," or a
"sterile career woman", well, I can think of worse things to be. MUCH
worse things. For those who can't, I appreciate their concern...
Oh, wait. No, I don't.
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