Stop Being So F*cking Nice

(You literally can’t afford it)

Back in April, I found myself on the phone with Melanie, a seasoned astrologer with 50+ years in the game, whose free-spirit initially, did little to ease me. I paced nervously across my living room.

“Your Pisces Mars is the first thing that jumps out at me,” she noted in a tone that was both playful and grave. Her following words stubbornly clung to me. “It’s a weak Mars, situated in Pisces,” she continued with a teasing laugh. “This tells me that you’re probably, just a really, really nice girl.”

Melanie’s casual observation was on the nose, but exposed an old wound I hadn’t even realized I was still festering. For decades, I’ve played the role of a pathological people-pleaser—creating vast expanses of space for others in my life, all while shrinking myself into the tiniest corner to avoid being the bad guy. There was a force behind her read, a truth so undeniable that I had no choice but to sit with it. That truth? I know that being too nice had cost me. Not just in my personal relationships, but in my business, too.