In Which I Am Needy And Self-Centred
I'm not sure if I'm a nice guy or a "Nice Guy".
So, just to refresh everyone's memory, a "Nice Guy" is someone who maintains that they are compassionate and altruistic when in fact they're quite self-centred and view kindness as a means of getting people to pay attention to them.
I am compassionate and altruistic, but I also feel like people don't treat me as well as I deserve. You can see my confusion.
Where does one draw the line between feeling entitled to kindness and just feeling shit because people don't care about you? Can a person be altruistic and lonely without the altruism being a front for the loneliness? I'd like to think so.
I've always maintained that I'm loyal and deeply principled. I value honesty over everything, take criticism on the chin when I think it's justified, and will readily go to extreme lengths for the wellbeing of my friends. I couldn't quite tell you why, it just feels like the right thing to do; part philosophy (I believe making others happy is the fundamental reason for a person's existence), part pragmatism (I treat others as I'd like to be treated), and part poor self-esteem (I feel like my time is better spent making life easier for others than for myself because I'm not sure I'm a good person).
I'll readily help out a stranger in need, completely aware that I'll never see them again; I've lent people money I know they could never afford to pay back; and I've forgiven almost every injustice I've ever been burdened with. These things have no benefit to me other than maybe a little self-respect, which I assure you is of little use.
But for the last few months my friends, or my classmates at least, have been treating me in a way that I can only describe as neglectful. They don't notice me, try to talk to me or really make any effort to include me in anything. They'll have me around when I make an effort to get myself included, but they'll never go out of their way to find me or make me feel part of what's happening. In other words, I feel hard done by because I've always tried to be good to them and none of them are prepared to make an effort for me.
I made a rather clumsy attempt at making them feel bad about it, just so they might realise it was upsetting me because I knew they wouldn't look into it of their own volition, and it caused an argument in which a friend said I was acting like the world owed me kindness because I was nice to everyone. It cut me pretty deep, because it's the antithesis of what I've always tried to be - good for goodness's sake.
I think "Nice Guys" are jerks. They think that they're entitled to be cared about as long as they're good to others, which is at worst a reductive way of looking at people, and at best pretty unambitious - a pragmatic quid-pro-quo for the sake of personal convenience.
But I also feel really resentful because people who claim to be my friends won't make the slightest effort to keep me happy. I don't feel like that's unreasonable - expecting friends to be there to support you. I thought it was what friendship was about, looking after others and having them look after you. But by the kind of response I got, it seems like I have a different view of friendship to other people. I think I'd be more comfortable with people openly disliking me than liking me on the condition that they're never obligated to treat me with respect.
It's really hard to explain how my idea that your friends should be nice to you because you've committed yourself to their wellbeing is distinct from the "Nice Guy"'s modus operandi that people should be nice to them just because they've made an effort to be friendly.
Now I'm left wondering if all my commitment to altruism is some kind of protective fantasy I've spun around myself so I feel like less of a jerk.
tl;dr I want to be a good person; I want people to care about me; I don't know whether the combination makes me a "Nice Guy" or not.