Seeing that you're worked up and stressed, she allows you to vent and apologizes for not checking in with you about dinner. "I'm sorry, baby. Is there something I can make for you?"
Yeah, that's right, she even offers to cook for your rude ass.
And after you're done eating, she makes you a bath and allows you to sleep the hurt away...even if it doesn't include holding her.
That's a down bitch.
You find out that your grandmother passed away and the funeral is in a few days. Although you want to ask your lady to come with you across the country for emotional support, you decide not to since she has an important work deadline to meet.
Within a few hours, she gets permission from her boss to postpone the project and immediately books a flight for the both of you.
She packs everything, arranges for flowers to be sent, and offers a shoulder for you to cry on whenever you need to let your emotions out.
That's a down bitch.
Your car just broke down and you're trippin' because you now have to ride the bus to your job, which is 40 miles away.
Your lady let's you use her new car. Not only that, she also starts taking the bus to and from work since her commute is only 8 miles away.
That's a down bitch.
You get wasted on New Year's Eve at a club with your girl and some friends. Like, so hammered that you don't even know you're name. Vomit is all over your clothes and in your hair. Yeah, it is that bad.
Those friends of yours...they're gone. A security guard comes over and tries to carry you outside to a cab, but your chick stops him and says, "I got it."
She gets you into the car, carries you inside your pad, and bathes you. Embarrassed and ashamed you tell her to leave you alone.
Her response: "Shut up." She proceeds to finish bathing you in between forcing water down your throat.
That's a down bitch.
Some homeless guy starts talking shit to you in public about being a lesbian. You ignore him, but the derogatory statements keep coming.
Your chick, not wanting to make you feel uncomfortable, waits 5 seconds to go crazy on him.
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And like that, she snaps her head around and yells to the guy, "We got a fuc*ing problem, dude?"
Both you and the homeless guy have a look of fear and complete shock on your face. He sizes her up, sees that she ain't playin' around and says, "No, we don't."
"Good," she responds, and turns back around to you. "You want dessert, baby?"
That's a down bitch.
Strong. Loyal. Dependable. A rock. She isn't going anywhere. Katrina ain't moving this chick. Boxing ain't her profession, but she'll put on some gloves if she has to.
So many of us split when things get tough...or appear to be heading down that road. Ya know the type I'm talkin' about --
You guys have a fight and she says, "Are we even good together?" One disagreement has her questioning your entire relationship.
That's NOT a down bitch.
Someone else has caught her eye and she tells you: "Nothing happened, but...there's a connection." Forget the three years you shared together.
That's NOT a down bitch.
The relationship is going through a rough patch and she is shutting down instead of talking through things and trying to make it work. "I think we need a break." I guess making an effort doesn't even matter to her.
That's NOT a down bitch.
The increase in the population of Not Down Bitches is concerning.
To me, a Down Bitch doesn't play games. She doesn't sway on who she likes or juggle a whole bunch of women at one time.
When she's with you, it's just you.
It sounds kind of foreign, doesn't it? A chick who just wants you and just you? But, they're out there. I think the key is --
Believing and knowing that there's a Down Bitch out there in the Universe for you.
Perhaps if we expect amazing things to come, they will.
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