I hate that word, and good too.
Isn’t Richard nice.
Nice, nice, nice.
He’s a good boy.
Modest, unassuming, impeccable manners.
He’s very nice.
Sometimes I just want to be a rude, crude, arrogant, condescending, narcissistic, brutish, know it all, vulgar, pain in the ass!!!
I want to go full hulk on that asshole who didn’t give a shit about how I felt.
Those people who don’t shut up for five minutes so I can think. I just want to shout them.
Boneheaded managers, I would love to tell them what I thought of them.
Have you ever wanted to go up to someone and shout at them for making your life more difficult than I should be?
Why all the nastiness?
Because I hate trying to live up to an impossible ideal of perfection. Mild mannered and most of the time.
Sometimes I want to vent the other side of me. The mean, nasty, selfish individual. Because that’s at part of who I am, just as much as the noble side is to. I want to feel complete and honour all the parts of me.
So that I can feel whole again.
But it’s more than that, if you want to make an impact on this world it means running the risk of upsetting others.
Perhaps by not being nice.
Sometimes it’s the only way to get people to pay attention.
Courting controversy, speaking the unspeakable.
That the emperor had no clothes.
Bringing up taboos, breaking boundaries.
Some might argue that you don’t have to be rude to do this, but consider.
The world places a burden of niceness upon us all. It’s a way if getting us to conform, cooperate and be part of the herd. But I feel caged having to be nice all the time. What can happen is we become ashamed of these parts of ourselves that society considered unacceptable, but remember You are not divisible.
I don’t believe we are all as nice as we appear to be. There is a part of us all that wants to say what we feel, and that includes things which are not nice. I don’t want to care so much about other people’s feelings that I don’t honour who I am and take care of my own needs. Something I feel has happened most of my life.
The pressure to fit in leaves many of us I feel I in this conundrum. Wanting to be ourselves, yet still respecting others.
It’s about taking care of yourself by being yourself. Accepting more of what Jung calls your Shadow side.
I don’t want to be this nice.
Please don’t make me be this nice.
Wait a minute, I’m doing it again!
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