ShesOpinionated.com

I’m still naw, I’m even MORE heated.

Something happened between me and a “friend” earlier this year. An incident that deemed him unworthy of my friendship. At the time that it happened, I was mad. Mad enough to let him know that I wasn’t happy, later ignore him and decide that our friendship (that never was) is officially over.

Going along with a new initiative I started, I took it upon myself to write in detail about this incident (I can’t remember if I brought it to the blog, but I doubt it). As I started writing more and more, and got to thinking about it, I realized that the incident was far more messed up than I originally thought, and that I was WAY more upset than I wanted to be. I could actually feel tears of anger and frustration build up in my eyes as I further explored my feelings about this situation.

At this point, I want to call him (because he’s not local) and tell him exactly how I feel about it. Cuz he doesn’t really know, and I don’t feel like I can let him get away with NOT knowing just how fucked up his actions were.

And no, this isn’t just some dude that I was feelin, or was feelin me, and now we’re not cool anymore. No, this was actually supposed to be a friend of mine, someone I’ve “known” (and I use that term loosely) for 5 years, who goes on about how he values me and my friendship, but can’t even remember (or accurately guess) what day, or at least what month, I was born.

The diplomatic side of me wants to just “let it go”, and make it a point not to deal with him in any capacity ever again. But thinking about it recently……I’m just not settled with that. I actually feel like I could implode if I don’t get this off of my chest.

I know you guys are gonna tell me its not worth it to go back and rehash this situation, but something tells me that by the time I get home this evening, it’ll be hash browns, corned beef hash, and every other kinda hash you can think of.

I’m pissed the fuck off, yo.

This is SHESOPINIONATED.com,
and everyone is entitled to my opinion.
Especially THAT sorry muthasucka.

We’re not dumbing it down, quieting it down, or laying it down for NO ONE.

I encounter SO many ladies like myself.

SO independent
SO capable
SO smart
SO witty
SO beautiful
SO sexy
SO friendly
SO single
SO feared
SO fearless
SO loved
SO humble
SO giving
SO thankful

and

SO damn opinionated

 
I cringe when I hear words like, “She thinks too much of herself “. Too often we don’t get the SHINE I think we deserve. The world is SO critical of women, especially women like us.

Too young to be havin’ kids; too old to start having kids.

Why aren’t you married yet?

Must be somethin’ wrong with YOU if you’re still single; must HAVE somethin’ wrong with you in order to NOT be single.

Inferior, can’t do what a man can do; YET, we won’t let a man be a man.

Golddiggers who want to be taken care of; OR too able to take care of ourselves, new-age, modern wo-men who don’t need a man for anything.

 
We can’t win for losing. And women, we can be quite hard on ourselves. *guilty as charged*   I guess its because I have high expectations of US and for US.
 
Well……I wanna use this place to create a dialogue for, about, and amongst my sistren. Its time to tell it like it T-I-is.

To my (potentially former) male readers, sorry, this might not interest you much. But stick around, you might learn something.
 

Cuz the girls are talkin’, the girls are talkin’!

This is SHESOPINIONATED.com,
and everyone is entitled to my opinion.

Damn, this is taking longer than I thought. Busy busy busy last couple of weeks. I’ll just be visiting blogs for awhile until I can SAT-DOWN and get somethin’ done.

Peace and Love, folks.

P.S.
I have new pair of glasses to be used only when I’m working on the computer (which is all day, everyday). I look like Nana in these things. I’m feelin like somebody’s Librarian right about now.

So, I’m doing a blog rehaul. I got kinda bored with my old format, and I’ve decided to do something different. Something new.
 
Aside from the new design, you’ll soon see what I mean……