Mr. Nice Guy

The happiest people don't necessarily have the best of everything. They just make the best of everything.
People don't keep journals for themselves. They keep them for other people, like a secret they don't want to tell, but want everyone to know.

Saturday, May 21, 2005

Nice Guys Don't Finish Last...

I tell myself that being a nice guy is better than being a jerk. Having morals, respect, and consideration for others is a lot better than not having them. That it is better to make others happy and disregard my own happiness, and for what? Just to be treated like gum that gets stuck on the bottom of people's shoes after they walk all over you. And I tell myself that I don't mind. "It's all good." and the worst part is that I actually start to believe it.

As most of you know, if you know me, is that I am a people pleaser. I like to go out of my way to put a smile on someone else's face. I am basically "a nice guy." I have always liked being the nice guy because it is way better than being known as a jerk. So I took on that role with open arms. I mean how can you go wrong with being a nice guy? The thing about being the nice guy is that you don't stand out. You aren't remembered as much, hence the phrase "nice guys finish last." And for the past year I have been living on my own version of that motto, which I have on my blogger, my xanga, and etc. That phrase is "Nice Guys Don't Finish Last...They Don't Finish at All!"

I firmly believe in it because it seemed to describe life of the nice guy a lot better than finishing last. If you think about it, people just trample all over you so you are not able to finish. It goes with life, relationships, work, basically everything. And I just set myself up for failure with everything because I am a nice guy. I expect not to finish. I expect to finish last. I mean it's a given. The quote says so! It is in writing! And I just can't alter it if it is in writing, so I lived my life expecting to be the nice guy who doesen't get anything.

I had big hopes for a new year. A new year, a new start, right? Well, it was a new start. A new start of things just messing up. great. I wanted to have that peppy attitude. I wanted the optimist that I forcefully hid to just pop out like a gay guy coming out of the closet entering a room and shouting out,'"I'M HERE!" To have that kind of presence in a room, but I don't and because of my belief of being a nice guy, I prepared myself for it all to go downhill and guess what? It did.

Many people have told me that I cannot please everyone. And I know that, but despite knowing, I wanted to prove them wrong. I can be the person who can please everyone...failed. Many people have told me that I cannot let others just walk all over me and take advantage of me. I firmly believed that I wasn't and that people were not that shallow to do that...especically to me. People are that shallow and they will even do it to me...especially to me. It is just too easy to get away with it, because I am always there with an accepting and understanding heart. "I understand." Many people have told me that I am "too nice," and being too nice is not a good thing. Yeah, right! Being too nice is not a good thing? Impossible!!! Until you realize how many people actually go out of their way to do things for you...none...and then it hits you...possible.

Now I am not saying that I am going to drastically change to "I coundn't give a rat's @$$ if you were dangling off a cliff and the only for you to survive is if I throw you a rope and I refuse to give you that rope, because well, frankly, it is my rope" type of guy, but I do notice that I can't always please everyone. I have always been blunt and up front when I had to be in a sugar coated kind of way. I have to realize that I can't always be the nice guy. That sometimes I just have to be the guy...in the background...the guy who doesn't care...the guy who takes time to worry about himself sometimes.

So from here on now, I will still be the nice guy, to my limits. But I will not over do it. I will not live with my motto of "not finishing at all." I see things clearer now and maybe it is because I am fed up of just being tossed around like last week's dirty laundry, or maybe it is because I finally decided to clean my glasses, but I cannot always have the pessimistic attitude that I always seem to carry around with me. No more "Nice Guys Don't Finish Last...They Don't Finish At All," My new outlook on life is nothing metaphorical or with a lot of insight. It is something simple and the truth.

"The happiest people don't necessarily have the best of everything. They just make the best of everything."

So I will now make the best of everything that I have...which is alot more refreshing. You could be in store for a more cheerful Johnson...if that is possible, only time will tell. Never will I not "finish at all" ever again!

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