Call me a bitch 'cause I speak what's on my mind

Guess it’s easier for you to swallow if I sat and smiled...

Christina Aguilera sings Can’t Hold Us Down as an anthem of standing your ground. The lyrics are hard, speaking up for yourself and never laying low for something you believe in.

Unfortunately, some people voice their opinions, even if no one asks for them. They’re ostracized and are often the black sheep of the family. Being a black sheep myself (it’s slimming and goes with everything), I know outcasts need to stick together.

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For my friend C’s wedding, I go alone due to my date cancelling two days before the out-of-town trip. Since I’m a singleton by default, I spend the day with the bridal party and become a member of the family by proxy.

Throughout the day, I follow the bridal party and end up becoming the unofficial date of her sister, D. This, I later find out, is a blessing to everyone, because someone needs to watch over her.

D is like the little voice inside your head that comes to life. And this voice is loud. She speaks her mind, often, and there’s no mute button.

When driving around the city, looking for parking, we pass by a wedding that’s exiting the church.

“Well, there’s a fat people wedding,” she says of the zaftigs.

“Don’t say that,” I say between a smirk.

“Well, they are fat. I can’t do anything about that,” she replies.

Touché.

As she’s pointing out the bride’s invitees, she says out loud, “His nickname is Gargamel, like from the Smurfs. Just take a look at him and you’ll know why,” when describing one bald groomsman, and, “That’s my cousin Heidi-Ho. There’s a good reason why we call her that.” I can imagine why, although, I think her real name is Maria.

At the reception, she never stops talking to the point that our table is agape with shock at some of the things she says.

“When I was your age, I would never say things like that,” says D’s godmother.

“When you were my age, you didn’t say anything because you were afraid the secret police would come after you in the middle of the night and take you away,” snaps D back, pointing at her godmother.

Damn.

She has the biggest set of balls I’ve ever seen on anyone.

Not only doesn’t she care about what she says, but she isn’t afraid of the repercussions. Whether you agree or disagree with her, she’ll stand her ground. She’s strong, intelligent. She doesn’t care what you think, and for that, I'm in awe of her.

Call her a bitch ‘cause she speaks what’s on her mind, but beware of what she says afterwards.