Some people tell me that I am a very kind and sweet girl (woman...lol) but sometimes, I wonder if being nice is really worth it at all.
I am not the kind of person to look for trouble unless trouble comes looking for me. If it does, it's in for a surprise. I am kind of the underdog with a hidden card. I don't push it but if you push me, I'll push back hard. Let's get that out of the way.
People tell me that I don't have boundaries, I am stupid, I should be more assertive, and I should draw the line.
You think I don't know all of that? Really? #lol
There's something wrong with me. I am wired wrongly from birth, that's what I think.
I've been shown the middle finger a lot these past few months. Some left me gawking and others made me want to fit my fist into your pie holes. That's not really my style, actually.
Walking away is more my style but still.
However, things like these makes me see the tiny slivers of hope, rays of possible sunshine in the distance. Other days, the cloud seems to hang over my head and I can't seem to shake it off.
Recently, I also had to write a lot of (and receive a lot of) rejections, but I made an effort to show the person(s) why, how and to keep things cool. They've, once again, yes, called me kind and humble.
I wrote a nice piece of article on my new website and was called an 'ace writer' and was 'really nice'.
Sometimes, though, I sit here and wonder if being nice is really what I want to be. People don't appreciate kind people because we're then viewed as carpet and dispensable.
I know everyone's somehow dispensable, in one way or the other, no matter what your relationship/connection, is but if someone has a thumping heart with red, hot blood pumping in and out of its veins, being nice to kind people, I thought, was a given.
Yet, time and time again, I am learning and relearning the fact that being nice is just the shiz. We have to know when to stop the train.
At the end of the day, whatever it is, I try not to resort to cruelty until it hurts so bad that it makes me want to hurt the person(s). I've done that, of course, but it is not without regret.
But maybe that's what it is all about - knowing where, what, how, when, and who to be nice to. If they cross you one time, give them a second chance. If they cross you again, turn around and walk. If you think they deserve it, uppercut the hell out of them.
Karma, look the other way for a second? - @sszh@les don't deserve kindness.
Then, at least, when I look back 10 years down the road, I won't regret the opportunity to deliver my own brand of Karma. Sometimes, Karma is a damn tardy bitch. #lol
It's Saturday and we didn't have to wake up early today! Don't you just love it? Well, I do!
And I'll end it with a nice little post I saw on Facebook! Something to lift the mood, that despite the shitty people swarming the world, there remains nice people in it. It's my mission to find and connect with them!
BTW, I tried this avatar app on the phone and it didn't quite look like me. LOLOLOLOLOLOL!
Happy Mother's Day to every parent in my network! We're doing amazeballs, don't forget that or let anyone tell us otherwise!
Love,
Marsha
I am not the kind of person to look for trouble unless trouble comes looking for me. If it does, it's in for a surprise. I am kind of the underdog with a hidden card. I don't push it but if you push me, I'll push back hard. Let's get that out of the way.
People tell me that I don't have boundaries, I am stupid, I should be more assertive, and I should draw the line.
You think I don't know all of that? Really? #lol
There's something wrong with me. I am wired wrongly from birth, that's what I think.
I've been shown the middle finger a lot these past few months. Some left me gawking and others made me want to fit my fist into your pie holes. That's not really my style, actually.
Walking away is more my style but still.
However, things like these makes me see the tiny slivers of hope, rays of possible sunshine in the distance. Other days, the cloud seems to hang over my head and I can't seem to shake it off.
Recently, I also had to write a lot of (and receive a lot of) rejections, but I made an effort to show the person(s) why, how and to keep things cool. They've, once again, yes, called me kind and humble.
I wrote a nice piece of article on my new website and was called an 'ace writer' and was 'really nice'.
Sometimes, though, I sit here and wonder if being nice is really what I want to be. People don't appreciate kind people because we're then viewed as carpet and dispensable.
I know everyone's somehow dispensable, in one way or the other, no matter what your relationship/connection, is but if someone has a thumping heart with red, hot blood pumping in and out of its veins, being nice to kind people, I thought, was a given.
Yet, time and time again, I am learning and relearning the fact that being nice is just the shiz. We have to know when to stop the train.
At the end of the day, whatever it is, I try not to resort to cruelty until it hurts so bad that it makes me want to hurt the person(s). I've done that, of course, but it is not without regret.
But maybe that's what it is all about - knowing where, what, how, when, and who to be nice to. If they cross you one time, give them a second chance. If they cross you again, turn around and walk. If you think they deserve it, uppercut the hell out of them.
Then, at least, when I look back 10 years down the road, I won't regret the opportunity to deliver my own brand of Karma. Sometimes, Karma is a damn tardy bitch. #lol
It's Saturday and we didn't have to wake up early today! Don't you just love it? Well, I do!
And I'll end it with a nice little post I saw on Facebook! Something to lift the mood, that despite the shitty people swarming the world, there remains nice people in it. It's my mission to find and connect with them!
BTW, I tried this avatar app on the phone and it didn't quite look like me. LOLOLOLOLOLOL!
So, I asked my son to do one for me instead, complete with my instruction for a 'logo' or 'sign off' I wanted to include in it. It's so ADORABLE!!!!!
Happy Mother's Day to every parent in my network! We're doing amazeballs, don't forget that or let anyone tell us otherwise!
Love,
Marsha
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