MOXIE'S Monday motivation-I'm Not Nice.

I'm Not Nice. But I'm A Good Person

Happy Monday, Foxy Famzi!! I am hoping we all arrived safe and sound to our new week. Some of us have been going through hell these past few weeks. As I have shared a little bit of my tribulations, it was comforting to know that I haven't been struggling alone. It's true that misery loves company. Through your responses, you have shared your stories; encouraging me and letting me know that I am not alone. We are holding each other's hands as we walk through the fire together, my friends (throwing my arms around you right now). One lesson that has made hell a bit more bearable is that I don't need to be nice.

I didn't ask for money. But I turned to my tribe for moral support as I navigated through the worst time of my life, since the cult. I got nothing.

I chose this week's clip because it explains what happened when I was a nice person. Being nice to other people and going beyond the call of duty has not only got me run over but ignored by the very same people I thought were my tribe. I gave of my very last, despite my own hardships because I saw myself as the stronger one. And I just knew that they'd do the same if I was in dire straits. I NEVER asked for help, for fear of being a burden. But these past weeks, I have been living on my knees. I didn't ask for money. But I turned to my tribe for moral support as I navigated through the worst time of my life, since the cult. I got nothing.

And being nice is what got me into the situation I am in now. But the reality is they didn't have to be there for me. They did nothing absolutely wrong by ignoring my cries for help. These people I thought were tribe never did anything to earn my undeserved kindness. But they knew the kind of person I was. And as long as my niceness benefited them, they stuck around. And now, I too have crossed to the other side. I am a good person, but I am no longer a nice person.

Foxy famz, we don't have to be a nice person in order to be a good person. I have to learn that lesson the hard way. Life has been trying to teach it to me forever. And I had to get knocked on my ass to finally get it. Whew. I got it now. Stay Foxy!

Your Student, Teacher, and Friend

MOXIE