Humans. A lot of human gets worried about whatever others think of them. As for me, that has always been the last thing in my mind. I have never been bothered if anyone thinks I am a bitch.
I am kind. I am whatever they see me be.
Honestly, why would I care, it is my life. My choice. And even if they happen to be shitty. I don't give a damn.
That changed today, when the most beautiful woman in the world who I thought I would die for, told me to my face, well it was on video call but still, it does count as to my face. She said to me, "Brenda Penn Keys, stop acting as a bitch and come home. We need to talk. I have given you enough time, and if you don't come and talk to me, I will make sure to make your life a living hell."
Yeah. That was my mother.