(Why) Being Nice Sucks
DISCLAIMER: I wrote this on July 17, 2017. I never pushed publish for some reason...until today! Enjoy #cheers I am a nice person. I wear my heart on my sleeve. I will do anything for anyone. I keep my walls up, however, until I learn to trust, for I have been hurt many times in 36 years. Once those walls come down, it can be a beautiful, all be it, scary experience, because in doing so you leave yourself and your heart and your mind vulnerable, susceptible to that pain you swore you never wanted to deal with again. But let's be honest, if we all kept our walls up all the time, we could potentially miss the best thing to ever happen to us, and unfortunately, in letting those walls down, we will be exposed to perhaps re-living some times we never wanted to repeat. But we should focus on the good...the immeasurably good...the good you have been waiting for...the good you deserve, and don't let things or people stand in your way to that good. Life is a cycle. Friend