Stone. Cold. BITCH!

Everyone has a bit of an inner bitch. Even me! Lol, ESPECIALLY me. These days, my inner...hmmm shall we say THORN seem to get her sharp claws out VERY often. Don't get me wrong, I don't mean I'm nasty or a bad person. Au contraire mon amie, I am a ray of fucking sunshine, always have a huge smile for everyone, give a helping hand when it doesn't inconvenience me too much, crack a joke if you look upset Et cetera Et cetera Et cetera. However, I am FEMALE. Even a self confessed hermit like me is essentially a pack animal.

Honestly, women hunt their prey in packs, whether it be men or other women. Whenever my girlfriends and I bitch about someone, I always have this mental image of a pack of wolves, scratch that, a pride of lions attacking a defenceless antelope, in a vicious onslaught which continuously rips bloody chunk after bloody chunk of quivering heaving flesh until we see bone.

Graphic right? Its not very nice so why does it feel so right? The fucked up thing is that we have all been that defenceless antelope. So why do we all go back and join the pack?? Instinct?? Sigh. We need to stop. EYE* need to stop! God Himself has been subliminalling me!!!!

I swear, every time I scroll through my Bible app on my phone, I'm looking for verses on how I will be victorious, get blessings, chill in the secret place of the Most High, all that goooood stuff. Instead all I see is

Psalm 1 verse 1

Blessed is the man who walks not in the counsel of the wicked, nor stands in the way of sinners, nor sits in the seat of scoffers; but his delight is in the law of the Lord, and on his law he meditates day and night...

FML

1st Peter 2 verse 1

So put away all malice and all deceit and hypocrisy and envy and all slander. Like newborn infants, long for the pure spiritual milk...

Okay but God, I'm just telling it like it is You get me??

Proverbs 18 verse 7

A fool's mouth is his ruin, and his lips are a snare to his soul.

WOW!!! My soul will not be snared IN JESUS NAME. I will stop bitching. Never ever EVER will I say a mean word about anyone. No matter what foolishness they are wearing, or how much they smell, or even if they sniff crack or they left their vibrator in somebody's house (true stories)

However... its not easy. You get that late night whatsapp from your partner in crime and collapse into a fit of giggles. It always starts off innocently you know??

Roses God is thy strength.

Bitching is SO unnattractive, and I want to be a traffic stopper... AND go to heaven (obviously lol) so that trait gotta go!!!

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