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What makes a bitch? Some would say it's the world, society or the love of a good pimp. I'll tell you straight up what makes a bitch. It's a decision to be a bitch, just like it's a decision to be the pimp. We decide to become it. Now, that might be some cold shit to say. So you might be a little miffed by my cruel soothsaying, but the truth can be like that. The truth can hurt like an armlock in Jiu-Jitsu. And just like in Jiu-Jitsu, the objective world is a harsh mistress. It loves you real good, and then slaps a hoe right in the face... The truth can be painful when it reveals this: we decide to become who we are (at least in part). Now, a man can have a rough start in life; Your folks didn't love you, you just can't get that job, and shit... life is just a bummer. I've been there. I've been down the brown booze battered haze of bitter anguish. I've served my despair like a good butler, by feeding it with the fires of anger. I lived there in that hellish state of being long enough to know that it leads to oblivion. Nothing is gained in futility and inaction. So, I rejected the bitch mindset. I sought to find a place beyond the malaise of bitchhood.
I become a steward to myself on the journey of being. Now, that doesn't mean I'm always attentive to my journey. Sometimes I encounter the old familiars. I fall back into the "woe is me" routine. I forget my katas. I forget the principles of form. I become mindless, and become choked unconscious by a subpar move. I'm human, and to ere is my default.
I say we try to be as conscious as possible. We have only the present to decide. The series of present moments become a trail of breadcrumbs. We can see where we went wrong or where we got it right. Everybody has been a bitch at some point. So, from one hoe to another, let's be present. The pimps and pushers lurk behind every corner. Every pimp is trying to rope a hoe. Fight the forces that bend you. Turn their attack into their demise. Be triumphant in the battle to fight the bitch mindset, and you will be better for it. Sometimes you'll have to tap, but it won't be without a fight. Choose to be more. Our default may be that of a bitch, but that doesn't mean we can't grapple with our being.