ode to the bitches

 

Thank you to the bitches who called me names
You taught me resillience and strength.

Thank you to the bitches who pushed me down
You taught me how to get back up.

Thank you to the bitches who left me out
You taught me the value of being alone.

Thank you to the bitches who turned their backs on me
You taught me the value of walking away.

Thank you to the bitches who laughed at me
You taught me to laugh at myself.

Thank you to the bitches who lied to me
You taught me the value of listening to my intuition.

Thank you to the bitches who spoke about me behind my back
You helped me to realise you were behind me for a reason.

Thank you to the bitches who snobbed me bacuse I was not rich enough
You taught the value of loving myself.

Thank you to the bitches snobbed me because I did not enrol in your course
You taught the value of honouring my own gifts and listen to my soul.

Thank you to the bitches who dropped my hand
You taught me to stand on my own two feet.

Thank you to the bitches for not having my back
You taught me how to go out on my own and have my own back.

Thank you to the bitches for not including me in your tribe
You taught me the value of creating my own.

But most of all, thank you to the bitches who helped me to see that everything you ever did to me
was a reflection of all that I did to myself.

Thank you for helping me to see that everything I was experiencing without, was because I was not acknowledging it within.

Where I had been pushing myself down,
calling myself names,
leaving parts of myself out and hiding them from the world,
not supporting myself and having my own back, and
snobbing myself and others because they did not fit my warped ideals of the perfect person.

So thank you, truly thank you.

For without you I would never have honoured my own inner bitch.

I would never have seen where I had locked her away because she was “bad”, or “naughty”, and disconnected from her.

I would never have seen how she was showing up within me.

And reclaimed her, her voice, her power, her strength, her message and her healing.

The bitch in me is a reflection of the bitch in you.

And if this triggers you, its time to ask – where are you not honouring your own inner bitch?

Love and gratitude

Megan x

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