Um, well. I think maybe it's an age thing. Trust me, I have been a crazy ass bitch in my day. I used to be very physical. I'd beat my man's ass for fucking around. I also used to be very jealous. I'd beat a bitches ass for even looking my man's way. I was expelled my junior year for it. I stabbed one
As I got older, I gained more self confidence. I realized that I was one hot bitch and felt like, if my man wants to leave me, fuck him. I know can't no other woman do it like me now. So, I don't even worry about it. He ain't going anywhere anytime soon. If he does, I have a line up ready and waiting

Sounds conceded, but like I said, confidence.
When it comes to other things, I just try to choose my battles. After 8 years of being with someone, you just learn that some things aren't even worth the argument. The only thing we argue about now, is how to run the business. We fixed that though. I just don't work anymore
