again. and again. and again.
i am really not a bad person. i mean, i’m sad and all, but i treat people kindly.
there are people who tell me, “you’re the nicest person i’ve ever met.”
it confuses me sometimes. my nature is genuinely kind-hearted, but so many people dislike me.
i am not a bad person. i am sad a lot. not many people know that, and they’d be surprised if you told them.
that’s because i don’t let my sadness manifest into something that people can outwardly recognize as depression, or anxiety, or whatever it is that i have a lot.
instead of showing them, i smile, and people manage to hate that about me.
i smile by day and cry by night.
“Life is short but there is always time for courtesy.” -Ralph Waldo Emerson, Social Aims