30 days of BS, and curbing the bitch

So freakin’ stressed! Actually, I’m not now, but I sure as hell was for a few weeks. When that happens, I have a tendency to turn up the bitchitude (borrowed from Angry Black Bitch). Since my mom raised me to believe that I have to shut the hell up if I’m not going to say something nice, I chose to do just that. No, not say something nice.. shut the hell up.

I used to not realize this was how I would react to stress, and make everyone suffer because of it. Now, if I want to unleash, rest assured I know I’m doing it, and you have earned the tongue lashing that ensues. I didn’t have to do that this past month. At least, I chose not to. I managed to curb the bitch in me.

For the next few weeks, I’ll be getting ready to go on vacation, so maybe the focus on the vacation will help. I sure as hell hope so. Here’s to the next 30 days!

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