There’s this misconception that being a nice person is, well, nice.  Sometimes this is true, the warm glow when you help somebody out, the gratitude, the appreciation, the recognition.  It’s a little bit lovely, for lack of a better word.  Being nice isn’t everything it’s cracked up to be though, and I increasingly find myself coming to the realisation that ‘nice’ is just a euphemism for ‘pushover’.  It’s also worth noting that not all nice people are the same, but this blog concerns the people who are like me…the people who are TOO nice. Over the past few weeks I … Continue reading The Perils of Being Too Nice.