Someone once told a friend and myself that we were the mean girls of the group. At the time I denied such accusations. However, I currently reflect on where I am and I look at who my friends and “close” acquaintances are at work, school, and my religious community. ALL of us just don’t put up with bull shit or facades of friendship. We are all rather cut and dry with the fact of liking someone or not. I’m not a person who has no filter, but many in my friend and “close” acquaintances do not have filters. They are rather blunt and upfront without sugar coating or ignoring problems.
A lot of these people are females and they have consistently been labeled as a ”difficult” person or called a bitch in a room they are not present in.
I know for a fact that my name has been spoken in rooms (and messages) where I’ve been anything but a bright and shining ray of sunshine. In fact I’ve been labeled as a problematic person and I’m not welcome in some areas deemed “safe” spaces.
As Maleficent from the 1959 “Sleeping Beauty” Disney movie says: “Royalty, nobility, the gentry, and … how quaint. Even the rabble.” She wasn’t invited and was bothered by her lack of invitation.
You see it was a custom to invite ALL nobility and indeed the Christening of a child was a matter of public celebration.
She was entitled to her hurt feelings and even gave the Royals an opportunity to apologize but instead she was met with the comment from Merryweather: “you weren’t wanted.” This was a slap in the face, yet it was open and honest.
Instead of appreciating the honesty, Maleficent, instead cursed the infant.

I find myself often siding with the villain. I’ve always been in league with the Witch or Wicked Character in a story. I’ve always felt there was more to it and that they too had a story.
It wasn’t until 2014 that Maleficent’s voice was heard and her story told. It took 55 years for anyone to ask her what she thought, felt, and experienced. Up until then, she was a character marred by another story that was not her own.
She herself made many mistakes and created a chaos seen by the public. Yet there was a much deeper wound that required compassion and understanding. That very compassion and understanding that took 55 years to uncover and discover her bit of the “Sleeping Beauty” tale.
So, if you are believing the words of another person and not making a decision for yourself based on personal experiences with a character in that tale. Do yourself a favor and ask them for their side. Don’t just assume or make blanket statements, especially when you don’t know shit about what actually happened.
All too often it’s Witches who burn Witches. They gossip and slander other Witches with ease and forked tongue. Be very careful about who you let tell you bedtime stories. Because sometimes that villain is actually the hero in someone else’s story.
I’ve been a villain and I’ve been a hero. If you’re honest with yourself, so have you.
All of this is to say, if you think I am a mean girl, bitch, difficult, untrustworthy, bigoted, or any other flavor of all out distaste. I’ve one question for you? Why are you here? If I sent you a friend request and you “suspected” me of a crime against magick. Well I have another movie quote for you and it’s actually from a hero in that movie.
Aslan says to the White Witch: “Do not cite the Deep Magic to me, Witch! I was there when it was written.”
You don’t like me or mine? Get the fuck off my social media pages and out of my life.
May the curse of the Gods be upon you if you double cross me with your forked tongue or fake presence.
By the way, you may want to exit now. Just so your reputation isn’t marred by association. I’ve lifted all privacy markers on most if not all social media pages.

(Mainly venting here as opposed to posting on FB.)

Let me be very clear, I don’t take the best seat. I instead take a low seat and wait to be called up to a higher seat. Taking a high seat first always results in humiliation when the host asks you to leave it and they in turn give the seat to someone else.