nice and kind

i'm an online bookstagram editor (can't believe that's an actual title). this is an important detail for what i'm about to say. i'm pretty big i'd say, i started my account 2 years ago, but it didn't start to grow till around 6 months ago. i'm at 8000 followers, which is a pretty impressive feat considering i was busy prepping for uni entrance exams and don't have time to do everything i want on my account, but i'm dedicated and i want it to grow to a bigger size.

my thing on my account is being nice. that's what i'm known for. i'm sunshiney and silly and i make jokes. sometimes a bit of that mask slips and i make a sarcastic remark or a rude comment about something. i'm known for ranting long paragraphs about what i edit and answering every comment, for consistently obsessing over the same series and then telling everyone all my opinions on different things.

so, my followers think i'm nice. that's what they define me as. one of the nicest people they know, and i know because i've gotten messages and comments, answers and note submissions.

however, the truth that both me and my friends know is that i am not nice. being nice isn't always the best thing, and it's not a thing i'm great at. i'm a kind person. i will stand by anyone who needs help, i'm loyal and i try my hardest to be generous. but i'm not nice. it's a flaw, i'll admit it, i can't sugarcoat things and i often miss social cues, i say the wrong thing at the wrong time and i can be too honest, but if someone needs me or something, i'm there.

i think its better to be kind than to be nice. niceness without honesty is manipulation, honesty without niceness is brutality. it's probably best to be both.