cpK69 -> Putting Ego to Rest (12/22/2009 4:10:08 AM)
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Since I came to the conclusion; the most important thing someone’s emotions can tell anyone, is an indication of vulnerability in the one expressing them, I decided to be much more diligent in investigating mine; especially the unpleasant ones. Last night was very productive in that goal. It hurt being referred to as a “silly twat”. Twat… twat… twat… The last time I remember being referred to as such, I was 15, and my friend’s boyfriend was yelling at me because the drunk guy, we were supposed to get a ride home with disappeared, after I refused to fuck him. When he was done yelling, I said, “you’re right, I am an ungrateful little twat!” Turned out, he was just sleeping it off for awhile, somewhere. I know, not much of a slut. Slut… slut… slut… Sir asks me if I am a ‘slut’ sometimes, I say “yes, Sir!” Perhaps it is a lie. The only other man I’ve ‘belonged to’, used to call me a “good little cunt”. Cunt… cunt… cunt… He said it was not the same as being a “bad, mean cunt”; like his ex-wife. My friend from work, a fiery, redheaded Taurus, and I, occasionally refer to each other as ‘bitch’. Bitch… bitch… bitch… She is the only other female on ‘the night crew’, and not one other member of ‘the team’ enjoys approaching us with something they know will upset our ‘balance’. I suspect the term fits. To be honest, I don’t know what to think, being referred to as a “silly twat”. I believe if the truth hurts, then I should change it, but only if I find that truth to be unbeneficial to my goal/purpose. I guess, I can assess the actions of those who know me best, and conclude, if true; I make “silly twat” look okay, while continuing to strive for improvement. Just thought it would be therapeutic. Kim
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