cruel to be kind.

It’s not that difficult to be nice.

Everyone can smile at strangers, help a friend move furniture, spend a night with their parents, make time to workout with a girl friend and use it as a chance to catch up face to face each week.

It’s not that difficult to be nice.

You can be happy for your friends. Even in your darkest hour, even on the brink of heartache, even when you’ve been alone for months and can’t get the taste of that last ex off your lips, you can be happy for the people around you who have finally found “it”, whose cards have fallen into place, who are dancing in the rain.

It’s not that difficult to be nice.

You can show up when you find out a friend’s mom’s been diagnosed with cancer. You can do more than a half assed email after your friend’s boyfriend has moved halfway across the country. (Those emails come off more like your therapist made you write them, anyway.) You can admit your immaturities, swallow your pride, apologize even when it’s not your fault. You can be the bigger person even when the other thinks the bigger person is them.

It’s not that difficult to be nice.

Ever thought of making amends? Of realizing, hey, this town – and this state – really aren’t all that small and maybe it wouldn’t be all that bad to call someone who you know, deep down, never meant any hurt or harm in the first place … and buy them a glass of wine? We only live once.

It’s not that difficult to be nice.

I was once friends with a girl that “cut” one friend every year. I believe I was 2010. And I know who she cut last year – so she’s still up to her old tricks. I never understood.

It’s not that difficult to be nice.

You can be the first one to break the silence. You can put aside your life to bend down for a friend or old friend in need. You can stage an intervention when someone really needs intervening. No one ever died from caring too much.

It’s not that difficult to be nice.

Pick up the tab for a friend or a stranger. Pick up the phone and call out of the blue. Say hello even when it’s least expected, to the girl you said a lot of nasty things about, just because you ran into her in the grocery store and you realized how much time had passed.

It’s not that difficult to be nice.

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