polychromatic | (no subject)

There are times where I am very tired and very sad and can feel myself becoming a less pleasant, sympathetic, and accommodating person. I will always remember a friend telling me in university that "maybe this is the real you after all" and how terrible that made me feel. But maybe she was right. As noted in the movie "Parasite", being nice is easy when your life is easy, so maybe underneath it all, I am not. If you have to make the choice to be nice, it's not really the same as really being nice, is it?

Also. Maybe I need a vacation.