When I was a kid, I hated it when people said I was “nice.” I felt like it was the least interesting thing I could be. In my immaturity, I felt like people were saying I was unobtrusive and inoffensive, just nice.
Now that I am older, wiser, and less self-obsessed, I think it is nice to be called nice. If people were to say that I am kind, that would be even better.
The Mia Experiment 