You're That Bitch: & Other Cute Lessons About Being Unapologetically Yourself

by Bretman Rock

How can people who have influence over other people really ever learn anything if they get only positive feedback, if they get away with everything? If you’re not called out for stupid things you’ve said and done, then how can you progress? We need to give each other room to grow, and to have tough conversations on- and off-line. Let’s look up from our fucking phones, girl, and have more empathy for each other. I know that it’s so much easier said than done, but we can at least try.

If a building was burning I’d save the women first, period. I’m all about energy and spirituality. Women are always more willing to have an open conversation about blending feminine and masculine energy. My gayness has always been accepted more by women. I can just be Bretman Rock, and they cherish that, they don’t make me feel bad about it.

My sister is beyond my best friend. My sister is BFF, blood friends forever, type of vibes—we could fight about the dumbest things one minute, slap each other across the head, but we’re laughing about something the next. Is there anything more beautiful than a gay boy having a built-in, blood-related fag hag 4 lyfe?

i want to cry.. this reminds me of mine and my older sisters relationship…

I know my sister won’t read this book, so I can say that I really feel like part of the reason I take care of my sister’s kids the way that I do is because, in a way, I’m trying to make up for how mean and selfish I was to her when we were little kids.

There was no “Wait till I get home,” bitch. It was “Wait till I see you, cuz I that’s when I will open some whoop-ass.” My mom is tough—she’s had to be. It’s a lot to come to a new country, work a lot, and also be an emotionally present mother, to be patient with kids when you’re exhausted.

like my mommy <3

hahahahaha

But also, Mom, when you were in your twenties, did you even think about wanting to live with your parents? That’s so weird. I always tell my mom, “Let me be dumb and young for now.” Let me thrive on my own. Let me learn on my own. I’ll come back to the nest when my wings are tired. I promise. Just let me take them out for a spin in the meantime.

Bitch, you best believe that if I went flat broke tomorrow, I’d start from scratch.

There are a lot of people I would like to thank, but first, I would like to thank all of my ancestors who came before me for allowing me to live their wildest dreams.

You guys are the reason why I don’t let bitches tell me shit, you guys are my power.