Be nice because you can. Be nice because you would want others to be nice to you and because being nice strengthens relationships and it’s the right thing to do.
There is no getting away from how I got to this place, mentally and emotionally neglected for many years. There was always expectation, and no appreciation on the things I struggled with. That’s not nice.
I am more mentally and emotionally disabled than I am physically. Where someone with normal thinking can rationale and things stay within the ‘normal’ range, nothing stays within the ‘normal range’ for me.
As a child, I knew I struggled with anxiety and bad thoughts that caused my depression. Nothing was done about them. I remember those struggles well. They carried through to my adult years, at 56 finally being diagnosed with autism. How I got to this place is not something I will ever reconcile.
Others must want to be nice, to help and understand us, regardless of their own struggles, and not make their struggles about us. Tolerance and patience, particularly in these times are important.
Looking back on those times, I know that with the help my anxiety and bad thoughts could have been halved and further reduced.