I’ve been called a bitch a few times in the past and every time it happens, I know that I must have said or done something nasty to put someone in their place because they deserved it. It’s not like I go around being horrible to people for no reason. That’s why the dude who called me a bitch doesn’t upset me—I was a bitch because I needed to be.
- I refuse to put up with anyone’s BS. I won’t back down if someone is horrible to me. When he hands out sexist, discriminatory comments or acts like an arrogant jerk, he can bet I’m going to speak up, so don’t expect anything less.
- He can dish it out but he can’t take it. It’s so typical of guys who go around being jerks to everyone to get all sensitive when someone puts them in their place. Grow a backbone! If he doesn’t want to be told off, maybe he should try being less of a jerk.
- Name-calling is such a cheap shot. He doesn’t like what I have to say after he pissed me off, so he resorts to calling me names like “bitch.” How pathetic! Name-calling is the worst thing you can do but honestly, it’s really just a way for him to say something because he has no intelligent response up his sleeve. Lame.
- At least I’m honest. I don’t fake it. If someone says something I find offensive, I’m going to say what’s on my mind. If he calls me a bitch, I’ll call him an jerk. He gets what he gives and he certainly won’t get a fake smile or blind eye from me.
- He’s trying to put me down. By saying that I’m being bitchy, he’s really following in the footsteps of all those other men who call women offensive things like “crazy” or “too sensitive.” It’s his way of trying to hurt me and put me down. But guess what—I don’t fall for that crap.
- I know myself. I know that I’m not a bitch and quite frankly I value what I think of myself more than his opinions of me. He really doesn’t matter.
- I didn’t want to make him cry… but now I do. I can be as patient as Mother Teresa, but nothing flips my bitch switch like someone calling me names that I don’t deserve. I know I’m not a bitch, but the very fact that he thinks he can call me that is totally unacceptable. He can’t call me a “bitch” just because I didn’t let him steamroll over me with his attitude problem and gigantic ego. If he wants to see my real bitchiness, he should keep pressing my buttons.
- It’s his problem. He created this whole situation. If he hadn’t acted so badly, we might’ve had a really nice conversation. Instead, he had to be an jerk, so what did he expect? If he can’t handle my reaction, then that’s really his problem.
- My niceness is earned. I don’t go around being super nice to people who treat me badly. I’m not a doormat. You have to be a decent human being to me in order to get me to treat you with respect. But the opposite holds true as well—disrespect me and you’re going to get the same in return.
- It’s called having standards. No, I’m not crazy, psycho, sensitive, defensive, a bitch or anything else he tries to label me. I’ve got standards and these are in place with everyone I meet. By being an jerk and disrespecting me, he’s hitting his head against a brick wall—my standards won’t budge. If I’m disrespected, I’m not going to sit by and watch it happen. That’s such BS.
- He’s just a trigger. I’ve dealt with many narcissistic, toxic men out there who made me feel like crap and tried to bring me down. It’s made me have a much lower tolerance for BS. So when he comes along and tries to spin some rudeness my way, he’s not going to get away with it. But before he calls me a bitch, he needs to know why I won’t put up with his crap.
- No one gets to put me in my place. Nothing gets on my nerves more than a guy who thinks he should put a woman in her place. What a sexist jerk! He might think that calling me bitchy is going to make me step back and change myself, but he’s the one who has to change.
- I appreciate the compliment. Honestly, I find being called “bitchy” a compliment. It means that I don’t accept bad behavior and I stand up for myself. It’s a word that gets twisted sometimes with men like him using it to hurt, but it’s actually a good thing. I’m a badass woman.
- I’m more than a label. He might refer to me as a bitch but I’m worth so much more. People who know me know what I’m really about. The fact that he called me that name just because I didn’t fall in step with what he wanted actually shows what he’s about and what’s wrong with him. It has nothing to do with my character.
- I won’t apologize. If he thinks I’ll apologize for being bitchy to him or calling him an jerk, he’ll be waiting a really long time. I have every right to be nasty to him for how he’s treated me, and apologizing feels like I’m the one who’s to blame when really, any and every woman in my place would’ve done the same thing. Adios!
