Let me tell you something else about witches: we don't hold with self-pity.

Feeling sorry for yourself (and poisoning the lives of those around you with your whining) concedes powerlessness, and that's something else we don't hold with.

Witches don't whine. We do something.

What we do, of course, varies from situation to situation. We specialize in indirection. Witches don't usually go for frontal assault. Instead, we look for a way around. Or under. Or over. Or between.

When you hear that sing-song “poor me” whine start to come into your voice, strangle it at birth.

Self-pity is for the powerless. You're a witch?

Then do.