Words Matter… Context is Everything.

Following up on my article yesterday about being referred to as being “nice” or “too nice”, I had exchanges with two people on the word nice and how it can be viewed and what it says about the person being described in such a way. I would like to put both responses and then give my own as well.

Response 1: I agree with this wholeheartedly. “Nice” often feels like a shallow label — something people use to box you into compliance, to make you more palatable, or to take advantage of you without acknowledging your depth. It’s a performance that benefits others more than it does you, and it comes at a real cost to your mental, emotional and even physical well-being. Kindness, on the other hand, is a deliberate act. It comes from strength, not obligation. It doesn’t require self-erasure or perfection but instead demands authenticity and discernment. Being kind means honouring yourself first, setting boundaries and then choosing to extend care when it’s genuine. That’s real goodness. You’re right, Moonshine, nice gets you drained, but kind keeps you whole, and there’s nothing wrong with disappointing people if it means you finally stop disappointing yourself.

Response 2: “Nice” is an adjective that describes something as pleasant, agreeable, or satisfactory, but it can also mean kind, friendly, or polite in reference to a person’s behaviour. I think nice is a word that has evolved over time. When you see the definition of nice in the quote, then you may start to feel happier about the word. The bible doesn’t use the word nice, it is true, but the language of the day may have needed more emphasis. I sense your hurt deeply. Try and reframe the word nice to the above definition when remembering, I’m not sure if that will help…

According to Google, the word nice originally meant “ignorant” or “foolish,” derived from the Latin nescius, meaning “not knowing”. Over centuries, it evolved through French and English into a broad range of meanings, including “fussy,” “delicate,” “strange,” “shy,” and “dissolute”. The modern meaning of “pleasant” or “agreeable” emerged in the mid-18th century and is the sense that has become most common today. It is fascinating that although the modern interpretation and meaning are positive, I still felt the negative connotation of nice as a label when it was spoken to me. Nice, based on my readings, can be a dismissive (back-handed)compliment, meaning that someone is viewed as overly accommodating to gain approval. Added to this is the idea that someone who is overly accommodating prioritises the needs, desires, and comfort of others to such an extreme that their own needs, well-being, and sense of self are consistently neglected, often leading to burnout, resentment, and being taken advantage of. So, being called nice is for me an insult because of the situations and conversations in which the word was said. Nice, on its own, can be taken at face value as something good, but even the person using it may not be consciously aware of it. When I look at my life, it has been chapters written by an overly accommodating person who has made too many decisions that were not based on my skills, talents or interests but out of the need for approval by society or people I come in contact with and establish some type of relationship. So I do not want to be nice. I want to evolve.

I want to evolve to just being kind. Now again, according to Google, “kind” has two primary meanings: a type or sort of something, and having a friendly, sympathetic, or benevolent nature. Both meanings stem from the Old English word gecynd, meaning “natural disposition” or “nature,” which itself comes from the Proto-Germanic root kundi-, related to kunjam (“family”) and ultimately the Proto-Indo-European root gene-, meaning “to give birth”. This root suggests an original sense of inherent nature, class, or generation, which evolved into both the concept of a “kind” or category and the sense of natural, positive feelings associated with one’s family, leading to “kindness”. Being kind is all about authenticity. From the definition and explanation above, I want to take the term “natural disposition” and, from that, look at its synonym “innate”. Innate means something that exists in a person or thing from birth, is an essential part of its nature, or is a natural, inherent quality rather than something learned or acquired through experience. Being nice is authenticity that does not require compensation or overcompensation. In the bible, the word nice is never used, but the word kind can be found in several scriptures:

Galatians 5:22-23 -“But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, forbearance, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control.

Ephesians 4:32 -“Be kind and compassionate to one another, forgiving each other, just as in Christ God forgave you”.

1 Corinthians 13:4- “Love is patient, love is kind”

Proverbs 12:25: “Anxiety weighs down the heart, but a kind word cheers it up”.

2 Samuel 9:7: “And David said to him, ‘Do not fear, for I will show you kindness for the sake of your father Jonathan, and I will restore to you all the land of Saul your father, and you shall eat at my table always. ‘”.

The bible is saturated with examples of Jesus engaging people with truth, challenging their behaviour, thoughts and intentions. Being kind means showing love, being compassionate, forgiving and upholding truth. It means uplifting others, reflecting the love of Christ. Being kind means having the courage to say no, even if it causes discomfort, speaking the truth, even if no one agrees or supports your action. Being kind takes strength, and it takes courage. One of the most vivid depictions of this is the incident where Jesus went into the temple and overturned all the commercial tables, saying, “Get these out of here! Stop turning my Father’s house into a market!”. It was not done to please those people but to save their souls, to save worshippers from exploitation. He was not nice, but he was kind. His motive was to save them and make them aware of their danger in carrying out such activities in the house of the Lord. In that situation, he did not focus on being agreeable or avoiding disturbances; he was not seeking followers and so was not concerned about projecting an image palatable to those he chastised. Further, he did not avoid the truth of the situation by remaining silent, nor did he do it expecting to receive applause. He was not trying to be nice, but he acted out of kindness even if the people at that time did not recognise it as such.

So when I consider all these, I have to say there is a value in being kind and not nice that I want to achieve. I do not want to be nice because nice has kept me silent, rooted and furled tight like a flower that is still waiting to bloom. The bible holds truths and lessons that cannot be negated, and one such truth is the importance and value of being kind. It’s nice to be nice, but it’s much more powerful and freeing to be kind.

My life got better when I realised I didn’t have to be nice. Nice got me run over, stressed out, & disrespected. I’m not nice. I’m a good person.” (unknown)

The Politics of Being Nice

I’m not sure, but I have always felt uncomfortable when people describe me as ‘nice’. Along with the seeming dismissive nature of the label has been this kind of sympathy, which was not encouraging but felt condescending. There was another word they wanted to use, but they were being nice to me. I carried this discomfort until it became a burden. I wanted to shout, “I am not nice, I am trying to be less selfish in my interactions with others!” But I did not do so. Instead, I smiled and pretended that it was the compliment I knew it was not. I did not know why, but I can now unequivocally say, I despise the description “nice”. Because I know it was never a compliment, it was: a form of dismissal, a means of exploitation, silencing and a green light to manipulate. I am not nice.

I realise that being nice can be a social currency, a way to remain in people’s good graces, also known as people pleasing and a way to feel a sense of belonging. However, I am at the age when I no longer want to please, belong or be in anyone’s good graces. I want to ignore you if I do not want to be in your space, to eat what I want, dress how I want, and just be. I am not nice. I have been nice for too long, and the sweet treats I used to receive are like a retriever or bitter, venomously poisonous. I want to retire from the stage, and so I bid, nice, adieu. Instead, I will disappoint everyone and remove the costume. Because being nice is not based on authenticity but requires years of practice – usually in childhood – to perfect a false image, a mask that often slips. Panic attacks, bulimia, anxiety, depression, anorexia and a loss too great to write on this page are all by-products of trying to be nice. So you see, I can no longer be nice. I can no longer lie about things, places and people I do not like or feel uncomfortable with. I can no longer aim for uniformity and conformity. I must bury the dream of perfection, or die.

I want to be kind. I want to be kind to myself by going at my own pace and discovering what it means to be happy and content. I want to make room for myself in my story, and then when I am satisfied, I will build a house and invite a few people over to be my housemates. I spent over 10 years having my energy drained, sucked dry of life by my own mistakes. I will be kind to you based on your intentions and based on your actions. Motivation is critical, and execution is vital. So I will not be nice, but I will decide whether or not I will be kind.

Nice got me used, stressed out and disrespected. I’m not nice. I’m a good person. There’s a difference.” (Unknown).

Reality

Oh I was high
I wwas on fire...

Reality why are ou so cruel?
Why do you make me cry into the night
Too few spots of delight
Why
Are
You
So
Cruel!
Reality
Get up off my neck -
send help!
I cry
Mo' life
Even as I die.
Reality
You have cracked the mirror
Fed me venom filled fruits
I feel so used and abused.
Reality!
Reality!
Come and answer to your crimes
against humanity.

The Struggle of Overcoming Maladaptive Daydreaming

Individuals with maladaptive daydreaminexhibit more symptoms of depression, general anxiety, social anxiety, and dissociation. They are also more likely to have attention deficit hyperactivity disorder (ADHD), obsessive-compulsive disorder (OCD) View Source , and depression

Whew and Wow, there are so many labels to contend with in this world. It seems we have become a people of labels. Maladaptive daydreaming is no joke and here I was thinking that fantasising about my best life would be the highlight of my life. Instead the more I delve into this topic the more I realise how dangerous this practice has been to my sense of reality and overall mental health. How to get out of the images and pleasures to be found in your head? Ever been so engrossed in your thoughts that it felt like you were the main feature in your own movie, whether it was a love story or revenge trope? And did you ever end up in the corner of your room or somewhere random crying your eyes out because your thoughts, imaginations and mental conjurings led you there? Well, that is when you know it’s not just daydreaming but a vicious cycle you try to divorce but because life is life you always return to it, for comfort. Wouldn’t life be really grand if you could spend hours escaping? Or are you being trapped? Tangled deeper into a world where no harm can touch you but, you cannot live a real authentic existence. This does not sound great long term and really each time you emerge from one of those long therapeutic escapades you are stuck with the grime of reality. How terrible! Yes, life can be terrible at times but not always and so if you give in to maladaptive daydreaming tendencies you never can fully explore all facets of life. You remain trapped, bound by a need to escape perceived or real dangers that never go away but can be restrained behind the bars of maladaptive daydreaming.

So, we are lost? No. we are not. It is hard. A daily struggle. However, if we really want to free ourselves from the paralysis of Maladaptive daydreaming then it really will take a lot of courage, determination and a village of supporters. It is not easy will never be easy and we will slip up but if we really want to be free of it we need to be disciplined and seek the right support for us whether personal, professional or both. Whatever it takes. So join me as I read a recommendation from a reader of this blog in reading, Quit Daydreaming: How to Wake up and Break free, by J Johnson. In the meantime, I will read and let you know.

The Trill

in the bowels of despair - 
when duppy fraid fi walk -
i hear
a quiverying rapid rasping sound
a most thrilling trill
softened the blow
of my bloodied daggered tears
a sweet swift song to repair
a tattered soul in loss
who life could no longer bear.
I held the rope within an inch
of sweet release
but paused
what should I do
i cannot bear
to leave behind
my bittersweet trilling song.



Peace is Priceless

After many years of wrestling with this, I have finally concluded that peace is priceless. No amount of money, accolades or accomplishments can beat having peace. To get up each day knowing that the smallest thing will bring you joy is peace. A job you love may be hard and you may make mistakes but each day you want to work, you want to challenge yourself to do your best for that day. That is peace. To feel the freedom to be yourself, your true authentic self that is peace. No one has predetermined your worth or has decided they know who you are but are willing to concede that there are layers to you, that is peace. When you can sleep a deep deep sleep and wake up knowing you are ready for the day, that is peace.

It seems that finding peace is harder than it seems. Many of us can only grudgingly sing: “When peace like a river attendeth my way when sorrows like sea billows roll; whatever my lot, thou hast taught me to say, “It is well, it is well with my soul”. No, it is not well with my soul, because people have a way of imposing themselves and their expectations on you and making your life a living hell. In hell, let me remind you there is no peace, joy or contentment. So earth becomes hell because when you try to reach beyond your means and the expectations of others the chains imposed seem to strangle you, rip the breath from you and smack you to your knees. But you look around and people still expect you to function and not malfunction but they are your malware.

We are too hard on ourselves and too hard on each other. But society tells us this is okay and so we have vampirous leeches in the form of each other, who suck and tug the air breathe. So, going back to peace; it can only be achieved when we say no to unfounded expectations and the violations from the expectations we seek from questionable sources. Peace is necessary but elusive in a world that glorifies wars. We feel alive when we wage war, how ironic because war means certain death. We are not satisfied with the mundane, where peace resides. No, we have to reach past the safe and choose violence instead. Do you see how hard it is for peace to permeate? I spent all paragraphs on violence, conflict and oppression.

Peace is priceless. It is better to have peace than riches but society says to get it at any cost, even your peace of mind. Society is not satisfied with letting you be, it tries to fix you until your insides become your outside and your outside disappears. Again, I have digressed from extolling the virtues of peace. Even in these few words is little evidence of peace. But best believe, peace is priceless.

The Hikikomori Way

The Hikikomori Way

Is there nothing more
to being alive?

Than to work
and work and work.
Until all our life force
is used up
and then we return to the dust.

Will we die from the shame?

We are not better my friends
than the birds in the sky
at least they fly
before the most die.

there must be more 
to our lives -
I must know this.

But to find out -
the welcoming shadowy doubts - 
I must resist.