A bad bitch in progress

 Hi to you, I'm writing this with so much sadness in my heart. My father, the man of my life, my confidant, my best friend, my world, is sick. I don't know how to deal with the sadness in my heart. I try to stay strong for him, my siblings and my mother but when I'm alone, I can't help but break down. It's in those situations that I wonder how a bad bitch would react if these types of situations present themselves in her life. Would she break down and feel an actual heartache the way I do right now? Or would she not care and continue on with her life? When life events like these happen to me, that's when I realize that I'll probably never be a strong, bad ass bitch. I will forever be a doormat, because I have a heart and I have feelings. But worst of all, my worst trait is that I have a weakness. And my weakness is my family. When something happens to them, it's like all of the efforts I've put into trying to control my emotions, my feelings, my prio...

Don't be misled by the title of this blog. I'm not a bad bitch. I'm nowhere near being a bad bitch. Matter of fact, I'm the opposite of a bad bitch. My kind, we're also known as the doormat girl. Trust me, it pains me more than it pains you to read this. But this blog is the proof that I'm going to change, that I won't be the same boring people-pleasing, no-boundaries-respecting, or even worse, the victim, person anymore. This is the start of my new era, my bad bitch-era . I should probably get into the specifics, the events that have taken place and why I decided to change and what inspired me to do so. But does it matter? Will that change anything from this situation? No. A bad bitch doesn't dwell on the past or is oh-so sad that people have hurt her. A bad bitch takes responsibility and makes it her strength. Because let's face it, people have hurt me in the past but it was only  because I let them. I gave them the opportunity to do so, but I'...