Being a selfish bitch

The word selfish in itself is described in the dictionary as this:
selfish |ˈselfi sh |adjective(of a person, action, or motive) lacking consideration for others; concerned chiefly with one's own personal profit or pleasure I joined them for selfish reasons.




Wow is all I have to say once I read this, right on the nose.  I always knew the meaning, but I never once read the actual text.  I guess that's because I am not a selfish person.  In the last 24-48 hours, I have come across a few people that have fit both ends of the spectrum of this word.  Amazed and appalled I am.  The one I would have not expected to have come from it came flying out of their mouth like a power surge of pure lightening. Not a bat of an eye lash.  "Well I don't care, I want to go!", was the exact wording.  This was a full grown adult with children.  I am still in shock at this moment, as this person would be the first to come see you in the hospital or be at your grandparent's or parent's funeral just to pay their respects because they have know you all their lives without ever knowing them.  I mean, awe, I am in pure awe.  


How does one become a selfish bitch?  Should I be?  Do I posses the power to be one?  I do not by any way, shape or form want to get that way ever.  I imagine, and I have said this before, if you follow me, I have almost died and I cherish every day that I have.  Some days I don't feel like I do as much as other because I feel like I have been run over by a train, but I do.  I love my life, my children, my family and friends, dogs and fish too, my home and truck, my yard.  I love the sun and the moon.  I love it all.  The sound of rain while laying in my bed and it trickles down the side of the house.  I really do like the snow, it's the cold I can live without.  The birds singing in the trees and the sound of the leaves falling in the Autumn winds. It is all so great, but how does someone become so selfish, I still don't understand it.


Maybe they were deprived of things, what things who knows, for a long time or their childhood.  Marriage, bad marriage or bad childhood, or a great one of each and were spoiled and think they deserve everything.  Not a clue.  My life has definitely been eventful to say the least and I am nowhere close to being selfish, granted I love my coffee, hehe, but I would give it away if need be first.
When I was married and my children were babies I always made sure they were bathed, fed and happy prior to myself even thinking about taking a shower or doing anything.  I used to get mad at my (ex)husband and say something to him about that all the time.  I told him he was a selfish person once they were born, because there were two other people that needed to be thought about before him in this world and before himself, he never understood that.  I guess this is part of who I am and some guys and women don't understand that.  He (ex) would get up every morning, go to the bathroom, pee, take a shower, go outside and smoke a cigarette, get coffee, then go to work.  It drove me nuts! I mean absolutely, mad I would get at him.  Myself on the other hand, I would get out of bed and instantly take care of my girls, then myself.  Makes me wonder what goes on in people's minds.


Going back, this friend of mine just really made my head spin thinking she has been a different person all these years.  I'm not sure what to do?  Do I confront them or not?  Writing this helps me vent of course, but it doesn't help me know what to do.  Usually I just let things play them selves out, but this was really not a good scenario, at all.  


On the other hand, there was the second situation which was a younger girl who just hopped in and took the place of another without thinking and was one of the least selfish people I have met in a long time, so that made things quite the offset for me.  She made my weekend a great one and I thanked her for it.  I have to look at it as the good outweighs the bad, even though my first friend was being a selfish bitch, :) 




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