I heard this phrase more often than not when growing up. It was usually expanded on with “Life’s a bitch, then you die.”
My parents would say that. That was their whole outlook on life. They seriously could not find anything good in any situation. Life was only negative and only happened to them.
When you grow up with this mindset, it is really difficult to break. I started by knowing that there was more to life than living off of other people and living in dead-end jobs, barely making ends meet (of course, with other people supplementing your income), and that all it took was going after more. I started by changing my path after high school.
I went to college and I kept finding new jobs that would better support me. I worked two jobs most of college. This life was a bitch, but I wasn’t going to sit back and die.
I kept going. And going. And going. Soon enough, “life’s a bitch, then you die” wasn’t even part of my vocabulary. “Life’s a bitch” was, but that’s a drastic improvement.
Fast forward to today. Life is a bitch. But life is also rewarding and beautiful. And life is whatever the fuck you make it. So if your life is being a bitch, then you have to make the change to fix it.
Now, life is a bitch, but I own that bitch. I am a bigger bitch. That hell I’m walking through, yeah I own that place too.
I took ownership of this shitty situation and I am going to come out of it with a better job that better aligns to my principles and values. I am going to work for a company that I feel good supporting. It might take a little longer to find that job, but this is my hell and I own it.
Life will always come at me. If I sit in the mindset that I was raised in that “life’s a bitch, then you die,” I’m going to wither away in a depressed state, not ever achieving anything. That is not who this girl is. I do not wither. I fight.
Just because I was raised with one mindset and listening to one phrase over and over again, doesn’t mean I have to stay there.
This life, this bitch of a situation, yeah, I’m making it my bitch and I’m not going to die.
What saying are you used to hearing that may need kicked to the curb?