Why I stopped being ‘nice’ and started being REAL

I used to be that “nice girl.” Always polite, always smiling, never saying “no.” I thought that being nice means being loved. But you know what? Being too nice often means people stop seeing you at all. They see only what’s comfortable for them.

I realized one day that my “niceness” wasn’t kindness but it was fear. Fear to upset someone, fear to lose attention, fear not to be “good enough.” So, I stopped. I started saying what I really think, dressing how I want, loving who I want, and not apologizing for it.

Now I’m real and not perfect, not always easy to handle, but honest. And I noticed something funny: real people attract real feelings. Maybe I lost some “fans,” but I found peace.