Jill
If being a Heartless Bitch means that once a guy begins to treat me like shit, that I kick his worthless ass to the curb, then so be it.
If a gal friend tells me that, "you really need to read The Rules book,"
my reply is, "forget that, since I play by The Rules of Jill." I do not
need to play coy games, phone games, head games, and manipulate a man
into loving me. The right one will love me for who I am, period. Any man
who is enough of an idiot to fall for these games deserves what he gets
though, but following someone else's rules has never been my thing.
For years I've had to sit around listening to my gal friends whine on
and on and on about their difficulties with men. This has been a torture
to me. My attitude is, tell him what you want, give him an opportunity
to listen to you and respond appropriately, or fucking get off your ass
and leave.
When facing difficulty with a guy, I have been known to share with him
what my boundaries are, what I am looking for in a relationship, and so
forth. I have received shocked responses to letting a guy know that if
being in a long-term relationship requires me to compromise away every
shred of self-respect, self-dignity, and feelings of self-worth that I
have, then I will wind up alone, old, wrinkled, and happy. I do mean
that.
I am happy alone, I cherish my solitude, I have a very full life, I'm
financially secure and successful, I am busy and content with my chosen
family of trusted friends, I will never need a man to fill me up or
complete me. A man, to me, is simply the cherry on top of a pretty damn
good life that I have created for myself. I will never need a man for
financial reasons, which gives me pride and power. No one can take that
away from me. If I meet a guy who has the balls to handle a strong,
independent, secure, happy Heartless Bitch, then I will let him into my
content life. If he wishes to join up with "Me, Inc.," and he is willing
to treat me with as much love, care, and respect as I am able to give,
then great. The second he attempts to tear me down, disrespect me, or
emotionally fuck me in any way -- he is gone. Permanently. Amazing how
many of these fuckwits come crawling back for more.
I once broke up with a guy over a simple little thing. He informed about
a month into our relationship that every single woman he has dated, has
turned into a "psycho" after about two months. My reply to him was
threefold: First, I told him that I simply don't believe it. Second, I
told him that if HE really believes that, then he needs to take a really
hard look at who HE is choosing to bring into HIS life. Thirdly, I told
him that I had no interest in "joining his club." Then I dumped him on
his shocked ass.
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