This is what “nice” looks like when her magic spell falls away: Nice is making excuses for other people, disrespecting yourself by not holding them accountable. It’s not wanting to rock the boat by sharing your thoughts, opinions, and emotions, becoming a vague, translucent piece of the background. It’s allowing people to walk over you, not standing up for what you believe in, not allowing anyone to see any side of you besides nice. It’s reacting to the world from a place of avoidance, not engagement.
Giving each other the strength and support and piece of mind to know that there are other people standing behind us. People who give a shit. People who will help when we need it the most. People whose presence tells us that we don’t have to do it alone. That we don’t have to be super hero’s all the goddamn time.