So I'm A B*tch. Really Now?I posted something similar to this yesterday as a comment in another group to something that offended me referring to abusers. As I tnought about what I wrote, I realized those same things apply in my home when I'm called a b*tch.
This b*tch washes and irons your clothes.
This b*tch does most of the housework without asking for you to help.
This b*tch bit her tongue when a church member used the "n word"
around our biracial son out of fear you would get fired.
This b*tch drove 2 hours to bring you a book you forgot for class.
This b*tch gets up at 5:30 to fix breakfast and get the children
ready for school while you sleep
This b*tch takes care of the taxes.
This b*tch keeps the bills paid on time.
This b*tch keeps up with your oil changes.
This b*tch has given up 2 wonderful teaching jobs to move with you.
This b*tch runs church errands for you.
This b*tch didn't complain when we had to come back from
vacation early so you could preach a funeral.
This b*tch helps type your papers
This b*tch worked 2 jobs so you could go to school and not work.
Just my vent for tonight.