WHAT IT IS TO BE A BITCH...

I am a BITCH Perhaps it is genetic. Learned. A result of the journey I have been on. The people I have come in contact with.

In the dictionary the meaning for BITCH is:

(n.) The female of the canine kind, as of the dog, wolf, and fox.

(n.) An opprobrious name for a woman, especially a lewd woman.

I am content if not proud to be grouped with any canine clan. Dogs, wolves, fox… they are beautiful creatures. Wise, unapologetic, free, wild, and powerful. That is how I see BITCH as well. However my description differs from that in the dictionary and that is okay. I am proud.

If being a lewd woman is part of being a BITCH I will accept the responsibility of that as well.

In the dictionary the meaning for LEWD is:

1. (n.) lustful
2. (n.) wicked
3. (n.) vulgar
4. (n.) obscene


I am without a doubt a LEWD BITCH. I am lustful and wicked, vulgar and obscene. I am human. I am a woman. I am alive. I am wild, fearful, angry, determined. I am a writer, a lover, a wife, a friend, a daughter, a sister, an employee.

I am a BITCH and I am rendering my spirit free from association with guilt when I hear that word. It is like the word CUNT. What a beautiful word. It is only when it comes out of ugly mouths that it sounds bad.

So this is my declaration of independence. My shedding of apologies for whom and what I am; my growth spurt to the side of wild and free. This is me being exactly what I am supposed to be.

Saying exactly what I want.