It takes the same amount of energy to be nice as it does to be mean.

Happy people are nice.

Some people are bitter, intimidated, jealous, and insecure. Some people feel threatened. Some people like having control. Some people like feeling powerful. These people aren’t nice.

There’s no room for condescending people in my life. There’s no room for people who talk down to me.

Some people don’t like us. Some people won’t like us. Some people will never like us. No matter what we do.

That’s a reflection of them not us.

I want to be liked, but I don’t need to be.

Good thing I’m not in the business of trying to win people over and trying to make people like me. I don’t have the time and energy for that.

Nobody owns me and controls me.