Hello, Bitchfaces.
I’m here. A little late, but I had to pay the fucking bills. So, that being said, let’s talk.
Here’s how I know I took a hit yesterday. Huggie Bear dropped me the most amazing voice clip yesterday. 45 seconds of I believe in you, you talented ass woman. That’s it. Just “go on and get it girl, you are exactly where you need to be”.
You damned skippy.
So, I’m here today to say that, being a woman of her convictions standing alone is a comfortable place for me. You know where I wouldn’t be comfortable? Living somewhere in a shadow of my former self. Being a muted shade of who I truly am. Being anything other than this absolute rock-solid Bitchface.
We’ve all seen me try to stuff myself into the double-breasted pantsuit of acceptable girlfriend to that dude I once thought was my person. We’ve seen me wounded and nearly removed from this role I own. I thought of handing off my tiara and sash, walking off the stage and sitting down to have a long cry.
I don’t have a fucking clue what I thought I would do after that, but I’ve never really been known for my foresight, now have I?
This morning, I have a domestic violence victim in a shelter in Utah I have to get transport home for. I also have about 9 million words I need to write for my job. I have shit to fucking do, people. Seriously, the fuck type of woman would I be if I said, “sssssss….noooo, don’t think I’ll do any of that, because my feelings are hurt”.
Get the fuck out of here with that.
I am still solid. Still feel like a rapper with about 10 chains on, and I walk up in the joint like it’s me on the fucking bill. I don’t care. Who’s going to fucking stop me?
Exactly.
So, this week, new podcast coming out in video format. Catch it. Also some Dear Bitchface from the inbox. Read it. Got anything you would like to see on the agenda? Inbox it.
Other than that, don’t worry about your girl. I’ll be a whole separate bitch before I ever let some piddly ass man get in my way again. I did that once, and once was enough. I have shit to do. Shit that matters.
I know what constitutes a waste of time, and if you don’t, Ask A Bitchface. I’ll tell you what his little stupid ass problem is.
😏I told you you got this.😝
Pedal to the metal, that's the new motto